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Jul 12, 2011
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The Cost of Living
The cost of existing is high
Prompting me to cry
No matter how hard I try
I can’t discern, my way in life
Spiraling prices place me in a fix
Per buyers spending picks
Low wages mainly a trick
To craft the minority rich
Thus creating majority poor
Per capita distinction core
About This Poem
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Roscoe Lane
14 years ago
Totally agree,
Totally, agree with you Barbara the economy is set up for the rich to get richer always. And times will always be hard for the working person even when there good. Nice poem well put. Love Roscoe..
Barbara Writes
14 years ago
Roscoe
thanks for reading and commenting. your signature speaks truth. we get what the rich no longer want.