Laissez Faire
A stranger's desperation shouldn't be of muchConcern to you. This is what we all are told
By those who know no desperation, having
Found the means to gather profits from what
We produce. "You're on your own," they say,
And laugh, "though we are not, but never mind.
This world works in splendid fashion, you for
Us, and you, a stranger, aren't of much concern."
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2012-11-02 at 17:47
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