When a member of the working-class
Is not working
The subject of identity comes into question.
Cultural forces come into play
Trying to shove the psyche under burdens
Doubting the structures supporting
The scaffolding of assumptions
Propping up the makeup of personhood.
Doubt eats away at the foundation like termites,
Like age creeping up on a body,
Undermining the strength of conviction,
Like sappers digging a secret tunnel
And laying a charge
To blow everything to hell.
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