I remember past suffering

I remember back in the days

Where we suffered poverty and pain,

I look around me what do I see

I see it happening all again,

Same old affluent people doing fine

Same poor people waiting in line,

Hoping for a handout or a crust of bread

Some old people simply will freeze to death,

Same old desperate people struggling over time

They see no solution but turning to crime,

You ask me how I can know this

It’s because I’ve been there and seen,

The powerful and the rich won’t struggle

The poor people had better learn to hustle,

Or you will starve and you will freeze

It’s a ploy to keep us down on our knees,

And because we won’t subvert or dissent

They make us pay for their debts that they ran up,

And they do it with ease because we’re desperate to please

Hoping to be given the opportunity,

To buy a house on the cheap, we are the easy

To please and then we’ll keep quiet then vote for them…again..it’s so cringey.

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2 responses to “I remember past suffering”

  1. No no no no! I like the poem, tho…

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    1. Thank you for reading and for appreciating my friend and for taking the time to comment 🙏 Faux

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