CHASING THE CARROT -Poetry

 CHASING THE CARROT -Poetry

The carrot dangles before me,

Tied on the line of a fishing pole,

A bait, an enticement, hanging to

Allure the donkey.

I am the Jackass.

It swings in front of me.

-daily; weekly; FOREVER!

I know I can never reach it,

Never yank it off the hook.

Only during small moments can I lick it,

But never-oh-never do I get it.

Yet, with it always there,

I chase, I chase, I CHASE!

I know it will never be mine,

But it owns me, controls me,

And I can’t stop chasing.

-chasing the carrot that

NEVER

SHALL

BE. 

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Chasing the Carrot

by Stephanie Daich