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Cost of Living

Cost of living. The cost of living is getting me down, now my smile is always a frown. Juggling bills, there's nothing left, before long I'm going to have to turn to theft. Government don't understand or care that now my cupboard is always bare. Pay rises are now a joke, don't they realise we're all broke! They need to spend some time in my shoes before they prioritise company profits over our blues. Because before long we will rise and put an end to all their lies! Power to the people, Chico. © 2 hours ago

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Leotis Hargrove

Date: 10/15/2022 4:00:00 PM

Great work of art! And yes, everything is going up at record breaking pace! Your right only their care about money of people. Hate to say been that since the beginning of money! Thank you for sharing! Stay safe and blessed.

Beata Agustin

Date: 8/14/2022 7:56:00 AM

Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." The Lord's blessings be with you.