The pressures are too acute this week,
the murmuring crowd to hard to please.
the mother
the father
the sister
the good
the bad
See them circling like vultures of degradation.
Pull the body/mind tighter.
Take on more.
Push harder, aim to please everyone.
You were taught to ignore the pain.
Faces circling as the voices comment and scoff.
Each decision picked apart, each action paraded for their scorn.