The Used
Kevin A. Loma

He was tired when he built our home
While he was worn-out when he concreted the dome
She was drained as she iced the cake
And she was weary as she set the table near the lake

She felt sick as after she marcotted the shrub
While she kept complaining as she styled the beautiful Ms. Love
He passed out after handling the fish
Because he was exhausted on working his garden dish

He almost busted himself because of computing
As she cried out loud because of lay-outing
He had lost air through designing
Then she collapsed after presenting

They were miserable when their brains were used
They got tired because of painting many hues
They fought each other because as they had their meetings
They talked back as if it was one’s own ending.

Tired of this and that, and those
But without you, who will sew my clothes?
A skill, a flair, a gift ,an ability,
God gave it to you because you are worthy.

Make the first step, make your move
Through your skills, the world will improve
It’s not something to be deprived with
It’s something else that you can give