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people get it wrong often but they don't admit they do its laughable and sad it provides me with great amusement and much frustration I'd like to say hey quit it wake up but that's not my job its theirs when folks get angry when change comes along and rears its unfamiliar face they rail and curse especially at the messenger when some change is gonna do all of us good good is not the providence of the few but of the many there are some who got all the eggs and some who don't gots any and they are starving once I lived in a nice quiet mostly unpolluted neighborhood where I felt a better sense of calm now I dwell in a low-rise by the highway a place where one year 7 souls lost their lives in a single winter in quiet desperation change could change all that you got to share the fat and not be the one who's got all the blubber nor be the one to blubber and carry on when someone asks you to share a little piece of happiness and to claim it only belongs to those like you we all get to get a little piece of the peace too even before we get to heaven I wonder if you know how foolish how greedy how woefully grubby-handed needy you come across as you thrash your bodies round and raise up high your over-holy hands and assume I want some of yours when you cannot own the land forever you got to share didn't you learn that first lesson in kindergarten? (I support Chloe Eudaly here in Portland as the Arbitor of Much Needed Change) LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM 9.17.2019 8;26PM/PST AND ALSO FOR THIS POET MELISSA A HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD WRITTEN DIRECTLY AS FELT AND INTERPRETTED TO THE PAGE. Vote for this poem |
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