Cycle of Misfortune

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 26, 2018

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Looking in the eyes of sinusoidal hypnotism,
Living in a vicious cycle,
Dying in a spiral prison.
What's the measure of the life I'm given?
Young, male, white skin, Christian,
And fuck in the missionary position.
If they ain't fitting into this disposition.
Either ditch 'em in the field or the kitchen.
Steal their will and their children.
Passivity never worked against active aggression.
Back of the bus. Back of the line.
And this bitch is my possession.

 

Looking in the eyes of sinusoidal hypnotism,
Living in a vicious cycle,
Dying in a spiral prison.
What's measure of the life I'm given?
Money manufacturing to make a living.
Lack of education keeps you penny pinching.
Given just enough rope for suicidal lynching.
Not to mention the mouths of your dependents.
Bacon laminated to the table with elbow grease.
Spread the butter on the bread,
Do your best to stretch the cheese,
To cover rent payments.
Still got the wheels on lease.


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