King's Denial
A job so unsteady.
A kid just trying to make it on his own.
The bills pile up.
The desperate get even more desperate.
For some it seems as if their will be no relief.
The commander and chief speaks with a such a smile.
Is he in denial?
Or does he not care what happens right underneath feet?
It is his command.
It is his watch.
So he saysss
The man has no clue.
A puppet with a mouth piece.
Keep telling them what they want to here.
Ease their concern.
For you'll never be able to ease their suffering.
His intentions have been blurred.
People know and are in a stir.
They thought of him as their friend.
Now he turns his back.
Now he walks away.
A parade of nothing but failure and discontent.
Promises were made.
People lives were at stake.
Robbed of all their dignity.
The prisons are already full.
We can't afford any more.
Where oh where are gonna put all these people.
Like refugees they walk the street.
They are hungry.
They are just looking for something to eat.
In the soup kitchens their is not enough go around.
One dinner then on your way.
The doors then close.
I'm sorry we ran out, not today.
A burning sensation in the stomach.
The kind of hate that decimates the human soul.
Do you really blame them for losing their cool?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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