Dilemma

... In unknown directions
If they are just admitted to exist;
coloured pencils besides the plenty
of toys ahead.
All, came to minor character
In some improvised show.
Sidewalks slide , like
gym running machines
for the spoiled pet, whose foot falls
Echo, as random
as the curses that thrown down,
from staggering pedestrian.

By A. R. Jwailie

A son of a carpenter who inherited the craft, and had to quit the job.

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