Rent's due Mother!*@$)#!
Nights like this,
When I want to rule the world,
When regrets rob me of sleep,
When fear and uncertainty suffocate my soul,
Creativity is murdered,
When hope quits,
When God no longer cares,
When my ungrateful wants demand more,
Than my selfish arrogant privileged American a$$ deserves,
My roof, food, security, health, freedom, knowledge, and wealth,
Is beyond the wildest dreams of my ancestors,
And billions on earth today,
What will happen to me,
And others when the world turns?
And fears become realities?
The world's wealth is re-balanced,
Justice and money are man made,
And amplify our power to hate,
God can't save us from the future of fate,
Rent's due mother!*@$)#!



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True indeed! Excellent write.
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I can relate. Love it
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