offer me eternity,
and I’ll trade a cup of coffee and a dime,
looking for a handout behalf of those who have so little time,
but who wants to live on just 70 cents a day?
padding your pockets doesn’t make this a better place,
"cereal and water" is a feast for some you say,
you price-tag on existence can’t cover your double-face
quality or quantity: a choice you have to make
dipping in the icing,
bringing home he largest turkey from the field,
breaking all the piggy banks,
scooping up the booty,
licking all the right holes,
bolstering the payroll,
why reduce life to a dollar amount per day?
and why let the world think
this is the American way,
your uneaten greens are a feast for
some you say,
survival and living are concepts
you can’t equate
quality or quantity, don’t tell me they’re the same.
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