Goes

I usually saw
Faces that spoke truth to me.
But not today.

But not today.

I only see the manipulation
We accept as a normal.

As one who is ever awfully formal
I feel like breaking something
Now.

We cannot be robbed as we are being.
I cannot help now the suffering...
I am becoming the poor
And like everyone deserves
To be downgraded without
Consideration apparently.

I wonder where the money goes
As usual.





Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-09-22 at 01:32

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