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by allidoiswrite82 Aug 11, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Get me out of this place where the politicians make haste transforming the poor into the waste,d where abandoned children are forced to weather the weather but raise hell if Mr suit, tie wearing whoever doesn't have shelter Get me out of this place where I'm called a disgrace if I don't take part in their dictatorship race and I'm supposed to keep pace When I can't even afford gas to go plead my case I want decisions made with the heart not the wallet finally walk on something solid I wont stop till we got it I want to standardize education make free health-care our new legislation Hospitals except every patient from the CEO tycoon to the forgotten Haitian finally change our societies situation Lift us all to a new destination I'm talking about restoration Get me out of this place where the homeless are faceless but there forced to face this And all I can offer are these words hoping you embrace this ponder on the meaning a minute before you erase this because if we don't speak up then there left to the tasteless We could all stand together from the Evangelist to the sadist do something to make our forefathers proud and the spirits that await us Get me out of this place where folks who mold young minds get repaid with mere dimes but estates and luscious pines to those who comment white collar crimes its time to change the times