Normal People

Normal People

A Poem by Earl Schumacker
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A slice of life with PB&J spread between two pieces of bread

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Normal People


Normal people come in packs of six

Some come from boxes in suburbs

PB&J are code for find more bread

Served with milk at lunch, let us pray


Middle class people shower the rich

Maybe more gifts will do the trick

Transforming matter into power

Normal people want mobility

Throw them a biscuit if you please


Subways are for the pedestrian

To call them trains would be trite

Mundane remains the same

Somewhere down the line

A six pack is waiting

Happy Hour has got your back

© 2021 Earl Schumacker


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Added on June 7, 2021
Last Updated on June 7, 2021
Tags: Class struggle, growth, food

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Earl Schumacker
Earl Schumacker

Atlantic City, NJ



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B.A. Degree in Literature and Language. I enjoy writing short stories, poetry, novels and keeping up with new scientific discoveries. I enjoy philosophy and Art appreciation. more..

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