![]() Unless You're Born RichA Poem by Davidgeo![]() nature's a B..ch![]() the veins in your left arm stick out just a little bit more because that's where the heart is just a little bit closer to the opinions from your forebrain always mean a lot more because that's where your thoughts are truly formed from and the hate that you brew or maybe the peace that you sell or the indifference that you live all come from the place that you were born from roses don't grow in landfills weeds don't grow in rich gardens and murderous devastation is not a common occurrence among certain societies with certain opportunities and our insidious hatred it all comes from a place just like our sweet tasty tolerance comes from a place we are all so f*****g similar but we grow in such different places in such different spaces among such different peoples and that is what forms us who we are is where we are from so our nature's a b***h unless you're born rich and the luckiest can't even tell why they are hated oh what a blessing oh what a curse when violence is optional and starving is irrelevant en masse humans rarely make sense regardless this world is insane in one way or another we all have far less control than we're born to believe
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Added on July 9, 2018Last Updated on July 9, 2018 Author![]() DavidgeoJohnsburg, ILAboutyour best men die in alleys under a sheet of paper while your worst men get statues in parks for pigeons to s**t upon for centuries. -Charles Bukowksi, from Betting on the Muse meoar.. more..Writing
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