dawn

Let them bathe.

Let them eat.

Let them be out of the weather and let the walls stop shaking for five fucking minutes,

That Jesus Fella, that one you like to claim loyalty while dropping bombs on people,, he was kinda into that stuff.

Never cam out and said

“Let the lazy have a free ride”

But perhaps,, perhaps you can pause the torture for just a few minutes.

You can’t.

He who doesn’t work, doesn’t eat, and they accept a subhuman life of begging.

Begging.

They’d prefer drugs and booze, but if you had their story?

You probably would too.

So you see.. it’s not a problem, it’s a “symptom”.. and I’m not naive enough to think that it’s the fault of the successful.. I’m not mad at that..

I just think that it’s blaring and blatant.

It’s painful and hard to look at.

And it might be easy for you, to push it out of your mind, because you don’t know those people.

But I do.

I am those people.

There’s gems everywhere..

And these folks,, well,,, I think they just got tired of faking it.. I think they couldn’t stand the chit chat at work.

Ahhhh, sigh..

You think yourself into a corner at night, and everything feels so sad..

And it’s sad because you’re right.

You’re right about a lot.

Yet you remain.

You stand here as an audience of one, and you feel all the emotions..

That’s too bad.

It is.

People can be some hateful,awful fucking things…

And I think the majority are.

But I’ve been wrong before,,,maybe I’m wrong