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Feb 2015
How much does the truth cost?

I asked her a question, for free the sun comes up she said

I asked a black man, he said ******* whitey I then cried

I ask a police man then got sent to jail

I asked my sisters they lied and stoled my money and blocked my emails I dunno why?

I asked the birds, they **** on me then flew away

I asked my mom she died yesterday

I asked my step dad drunk on ***, he told me I was no good called me a hood at age 9, he said I was a good for nothing ***!

I asked my ex wife oh what woes, she divorced me ran away her new husband wears my old clothes

I asked the priest by the church who kicked my broken leg

I asked my government for assistance but I was denied

I asked for a job I applied
The boss cheated my pay

I'm homeless today
All I ask is why?

D. Clare
Why NOT?
David W Clare
Written by
David W Clare  Petaluma, USA
(Petaluma, USA)   
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