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Dysfunction

A poem about internal and external strife

It’s hidden for others.

It’s explicit for some.

Mom says, “No one else goes through this!”

But it knows otherwise,

It knows the truth.

Because it is dysfunction,

How silly of you! There’s no need for a questioning assumption,

Yes, it’s true! It bludgeons everyone and everything.

Families, marriages, and friendships with it are so often ridden.

You can try it too! As dysfunction shows no bias!

So put on a smile and try your best to act smitten

While dysfunction beats you over the head

You won’t miss it as it falls on you from the top of the ceiling.

A most treacherous entrenchment is with what you are dealing.

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