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ever lovin' life (old notebooks)

Poetry By: brucek

Tags: Justice, Life, Money

i was part of a poetry writers group and one of the assignments was to write something about justice. well, i couldn't think of anything to write about that was justice but plenty that wasn't.

Submitted:Jul 1, 2011    Reads: 46    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   

Brown skinned momma has to bring home all the pay checks.

Her man is gone and the babies need a home.

Now the money's gone so she sells herself for cocaine.

Another baby comes, got to dump it in the trash can.

But that's just a slice

Of ever lovin' life

Not justice.


Now when the young man goes and fights for life and country,

And leaves his love and his baby back at home.

He kills a child at the village by the river.

Loves a girl but then he leaves her in the rice fields.

But that's just a slice

Of ever lovin' life

Not justice.


When the liers go and get themselves elected,

And they take an office like a prize upon a throne.

The money slips in right underneath the table

To grease the wheels that roll on over us below.

But that's just a slice

Of ever lovin' life,

Just a bitter slice

In this ever lovin' life

But not justice.


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