Modern Newsagency

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Hate, reality and realisation.

Submitted: May 10, 2010

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He sank...

Stomach turned at the thought then vision of the daily trip,

sick....

weak in rage at something that is yet to happen,

Why....

must he endure the filth any longer,

Beacause he needs cigarettes....

Got any change?

No!

Then a bucket of guilt drowns him as the drunken man clinches his stomach and bleeds on to the confectionary from an open wound.

A thought....

Whos to blame?

Not the hardworking, respectful, honest shopkeeper happy to sell the man another litre on death at seven a.m as long as its in a black carrier bag.

Not the pathetic excuse for a human being with piss stained trousers and four children lost in society.

Me....

I only use it to numb the weekend, at least he's committed.


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