Your Problem Solved

A poem about thinking the government will solve our problems while we're not asking them to.

There are no problems in the world

that I can try to solve.

When waiting on my hands and knees

for government to resolve.

That I am waiting for my death

in rights that will dissolve

And paying for my ignorance

in lives that have absolve

Author's Note

I felt people were not asking the government to solve their problems.