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just different 2 min read 268 views May 30, 2014

Credit Score

435 ***!!!!!!

 

Searching for a place to give my head rest 

regardless of credit worthiness 

doing my best 

to paying these debts

 of past financial regrets. 

 

435 ***!!!

 

So you are telling me 

that the decision to let my thoughts rest easy

relies on a system of numbers 

that in one click allows you to define me

 without consideration of work ethic, life accomplishments, or my life's history 

 

beyond excuse 

or reasons of falsifying the true... 

its that easy to "know me" through and through. 

 

Without explanation 

you've summed up my entire situation

 with little consideration

 for others just like me... 

 

Humans living in a world where ain't free, 

where mistakes happen and bills get behind

where not every situation is that simplified. 

 

435 ***!!!

 

How do I explain to my seeds 

that "trying your best" doesn't mean in our democracy. 

I am now raising them to understand the system 

so that they are aware of the governments intentions 

to keep us blissfully ignorant 

to these lessons; 

lessons that I was never taught 

now fighting blindly trying to get caught up. 

 

435 ***!!!

 

I thought the more people I paid the better I'd look, 

but my rental application might as well say 'crook'. 

Denied AGAIN 

and nowhere safe to live 

with three little kids. 

 

No matter my level of education 

I'm now in a forced situation 

living in the hood next to thieves, gang members and crooks, 

dealers that smoke their work supply 

while my kids and I walk by. 

 

I continue to tell myself this is temporary, 

but the rippled effect this system creates 

not only perpetuates a cycle of resentment and hate, 

but the reality that my worth isn't equated by my education or integrity... 

But by the fact that my credit score is a 435 instead of a 79

 

Not so easy to explain while siren sing lullabies to your kids at night 

and you awaken the next morning to a bullet hole on the drivers side 

of your POS (piece of )

the only one you could afford 

all because of your credit score.

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