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Oct 2011
I've driven past occasion on the date of
my realization;
A loners state of walk-in fast food joints
just to sit & eat alone

Unlucky aged elders
tell you what to do
& how to live
while their bank statements hold on
for dear life
like it's nothing to be concerned about
just as long as we follow
the
rules.

Helpless identifying self;
spreads worth like carbon
to an unviewing populace
of buttered up *****
selfish & corrupt

Helpless,
don't think you are.
You do something with your voice
& you let them know
just what
you mean when you say
anything at all.
Nicholas James Berlincourt
973
   Rosie Wisniewski
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