most of us, by waterlily
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most of us
never get the love we need
just the luckey ones
at the top of the heap
most of us
get bits and pieces
just the luckey ones
get good and plenty
most of us
have dreams put to rest
just the luckey ones
fufill their talents best
most of us
look out with a sense of lack
just the luckey ones
were born with a covered back
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| Posted: 2005-07-31 09:29:05 UTC |
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| 2005-07-31 14:28:51 | Cindy J Hayes |
| I like this poem and the way it's written, but cannot agree. I beleive we make our own lot in life, and that we can rise above the injustice of damage done. |