How to hate Monday

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Spend your weekend
exploring nature,
camp and hike
watch the sunrise.

Sit by a fire,
look into your friends eyes
tell them what your heart desires.

When Sunday approaches,
make your coffee
take your time.

Write poems,
redefine your life goals
the mountains you will climb.

Sit upon the beach
watching the waves
crash upon sand.

Let the moment take you
watch yourself expand
fading with the tides
you’re now in sync with motherland.

But don’t rest in her beauty
for too long,
tomorrow is Monday.

Work is calling
like an itch you cannot scratch
it remains etched in you.

You cannot unattach,
the chains are tight
there is no latch
to freedom.