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Dec 2015
"I gotta starve and pay taxes while
THESE people(roaches)live on welfare, mooching off of MY money...lazy..."
She frowned and shook her head.
She was very passionate about
That.
It's a trick.
They want you to feel
Pride
In doing menial tasks.
It has to be
Somebody's fault
That your stuck here.
I smile at the coworkers
With sweat on the forehead
And panic in the eyes.
Afraid of losing
This.
I smile at the welfare collectors.
They figured it out.
Stocking store shelves
Or
Sitting at home
There's no pride in
Either.
I've tried both.
It's all
Hell.
Everybody
Is too ******
Bitter.
They see the hands of lazy thieves
Where I see
The soft pink hands of laughing
Carnivores.
Oh well...
If you don't want to
Feed them
Just
Become one of them.
It's a
Trick.
I said
"Yeah, well...you gotta eat
Somehow."
Written by
Ray Suarez  San Pedro, CA
(San Pedro, CA)   
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