The Predator Millionaires.A Poem by Kristine FergWhat happens to the woman with the dim perspective? does she lie to her children about their starry eyed dreams?
What would a poor man give to stand in open fields with his walls put down
forever?
it's the grimace of a doll like you that sends them raking your leaves, with the prescence of a sneer and a chiding air while you walk out the door
and soak up what's left of their livelihood with a broke down bag, and a luggage rack, but in the end, what do you really care? © 2012 Kristine Ferg |
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Added on April 10, 2012 Last Updated on April 10, 2012 AuthorKristine FergAboutI'm just another person. Just like you; my art the object of knowledge in understanding who I am and how I am. And that, simply, is enough about me. more..Writing
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