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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Kakocracy has finally won. Didn’t you know that? The rats at the helm No longer fear the rat catcher. He was been bought a long time ago And is nothing more than an errand boy Who knows his place. Birth has become an act of pure brutality as mothers deliver them to the ring. You better learn to shadow box, kid because some of them shadows could break your ribs with just one shot. The worst thing that can happen to those who have never learned to lose is to look up at the fan whirling high above. The horror of the unreasonable man Is to grow lame before the final bell And never be able to get back up again. It is here from money to the body everything is owed and nothing is kept. It’s just rent. It’s always just rent. Even the nameless will pay the cost of living in a box. Mothers! If you love your children don’t let them be born Not now. Not till we drag the trickster monkey To the guillotine. In his right hand Is the twenty first century Which came on like a curse But was delivered As a bullet. The only thing that will remain are those mornings which come with an eviction notice and a court date. Those who survive know the meaning of the SRO heart. At these depths All birth is Kabuki theater. Theater sold on the cheap. Theater given away Like a hot shot. Chances are you will Never pull that needle out. In the wards no angel dares to fly not if he wants to find his way back up to reach the surface once more before the mandatory 72 hours expires and the man at the door hands you back your shoes without laces. Either walking through the heavy metal door or being washed out in afterbirth the lesson we all learn is the future has become a torn dress lost in a warehoused apartment in a forgotten borough. It was a crime committed by a Robber Baron’s pale hand. It was just another show for all of us to see as if it was just a sport only this time all those who watch are an unwilling audience.
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