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Eyes That Cry

Eyes That Cry I am the eyes that cry While an inconsiderate chef Cuts his onions. I am the buttocks that brave the pain When an unskilled nurse Passes an injection. I am the superficial vein that bleeds When a nurse, old as a dinosaur Passes an intravenous cannula. I am the urethra that burns When a reckless juvenile Contracts gonorrhea, and wants to pass urine. I am the eyes that cry When a schoolteacher Batters sense into a pupil I am the broom that is used And disposed of Together with the rubbish it swept I am the condom Used en route to ecstasy Dumped into an incinerator I am the money that is lavished At a rich man's funeral I don't matter © The Kakuru #MugOfPorridge

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Date: 7/3/2018 1:48:00 PM
Work! I didn't waste my time writing
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