O, billionaireA Poem by LyricI just feel like sometimes people who don't have the same experiences as you for some reason still think that they know what you've been through, and that they can talk about what you've been throughDear, politician, o, powerful mayor, o billionaire, and o vain money weigher, You stay inside your white picket fences, rocking in your rocking chair, yet you speak about our world, look closer, there's a Hell out there. You can't see it, and you never will, you've been blessed, you may live without care, but life here on Earth is more than you, more than a lot of us can bare. So thank your parents for your lives. And don't talk about struggle like you've been there, when you've lived like a God, put yourselves in our shoes, since you claim to truly care. I couldn't talk about you. You would never think that's fair.
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5 Reviews Added on April 19, 2015 Last Updated on April 19, 2015 Tags: #poem #poetry #politics #ignoran AuthorLyricNewark, NJAboutHi, I love to write and I'd just really like some feed back on all of my stuff, and I love to read other poets'/writers' work more..Writing
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