Workout(Poem)

Dim chats
in the gym
while we swim
in the treadmill.

Younger ones lifting
the mass
against the gravity
and Instagram standards.

Calories
charred to death
from the fireworks
of push-ups and pull-ups.

Wet Track pants,
Unthankful heart,
Algebraic bones,
and
the flowery abs
try to convince
the worth of it all.

but the
dumbbells are cold
in the wintry weather
for the skinny soldier
trying to win
over diabetic fates.

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