just an old poet…

don’t write me
no epic poems
bout life’s struggles
don’t
need
your words
i lived it
and
don’t tell me
how
some
shiny city
on
the hill
awaits
me
cause
there ain’t no bus service
from
this part of town
to
there
oh your voice
still
resonates
with
hope and faith
but
you’ve yet
to
really
start your journey
after
you’ve toiled
in the smog
of
injustice
and
hate
for
a while
then
try clearing your throat
and
say those words
again
hell
did you really believe
there was a chance
for
unity
even when
a wannabe dictator
tried to overthrow
the government
with
murder and mayhem
congress
couldn’t join together
to do
the right thing
so please
read your optimistic
onomatopoeia lines
to yourself
cause
unity
has not
or
ever will be
possible
when hate
is seared
into
the hearts
of
people

 

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