BREAK AWAY 03-17-14 BY PAUL HARMON Twelve days before I finally break away And move into a new scene, a new day I will wave goodbye as Im flying in the sky As my homeland disappears before my eye If I cry I couldnt honestly say why This land is just government controlled pie A slice to the state a piece to the senate Shit, I dont even have money to donate So I stand here with my empty plate Hoping for a nice piece of my cake But the only thing thats been given to me Is a bunch of crumbs I cant even see My take home portion is so small in comparison I need a magnifying glass just to zoom in And now they want to make me pay for health care While my wages are well beneath what you call fare So Ill have to stay in a shack outside of the barn This is what happens when you have a needle but no yarn COPYRIGHT 2014 P.E.H. POEMS
Posted on: Mon, 17 Mar 2014 06:33:57 +0000
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