Like moving to the East Village, but easier on the wallet. — Register Free
Submitted by weirdelf on 5 April 2008 - 7:28am.| Updated 11 May 2008 - 7:32pm.
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I cry
and I cry
and I cry.
The tears keep running down my face
I’m not sure why
I lost my job, my glasses and my wallet
that’s not enough reason for a man to cry.
It gives me time for my work
and NeoPoet.
I realised,
my rage and resentment
is against corporate cocks
who rule our lives
without a thought
for our future,
or our children’s future.
Fight, fight
against the dieing of life.
I cry
and I mourn
and I fight
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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