They wait.

Meek inheritors
of the earth
meekly wait
beside the road for
venison and squirrel meat
occasionally a ‘possum.

Fast-trackers on fast-tires
zoom by oblivious
to slow-crossers.

The meek ones wait
and carry on
accepting what fate’s given.
Surely, in time,
all things will come.

They wait.

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