Sunday, April 15, 2012

halfway through poetry month

Class Conscious
We make them monumental in our minds
Assertively attest:  "They're not our kind.
How dare they go disguised in human form!"
How dare they speak, to criticize the norm?
To suggest some claim to what I've mined,
refined to specs we define as wealth?
How dare these filthy beasts expect my help,
relief for degrading and disease, consequences
of our industry?

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