Low hanging fruit


Low Hanging Fruit, By Bobby Braswell

Be sure to go after 
That low hanging fruit
The path packed hard
The other's view moot

The voice of your neighbor
A far off cry
The quest to be known
A withering sigh

But being so right
It's curious why
The strictures of being
Still calcify

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