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Recorded Reading (1:22): https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/cllh884scivxtqgyck2ow/Exercise.aac?rlkey=e5lv8hq74nfojet79n9gx03oz&dl=0

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Exercise

We’re meant to get
A little sweat
Upon the face
It’s no disgrace

We can do it
On a whim
No need to
Drive to the gym

Take another
Extra hour
To travel, change
Our clothes and show’r

Just to know
When we are through
We really nothing
Useful do

Heaven forbid
Might say we did
Actual work —
That stuff we shirk

And rather than
Do what we can
Our neighbors for
We will pay more

To flail around
Than we’d receive,
Misfortune found,
To it relieve

Shake a rag
Lift a bag
Help to bring
That heavy thing

Plant some seeds
Remove some weeds
Smiling appear
To volunteer

For habitat
For clothes and food
For funds with which
To do some good

Go help somebody
In the lurch
Get a bit muddy
Clean a church

Build a playground
Help a school
Shoulder something
Wield a tool

If we spent
Upon our brother
To reach out
To one another

Half the funds
And energy
Our useless gyms
Routinely see

Our world would
So much
Brighter be

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This poet is physically disabled.

Public housing being insufficient to her medical and creative needs, in order to continue working she is presently living in her minivan, publishing all of her works using one thumb on the touch screen of her smartphone and surviving at a fraction of her nation’s poverty level.

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