Foolish People
I sigh as the rich man cries...
"I have too much stuff!"
but yet he still buys
I cry as I hear the poor man say...
"I am hungry"
but yet buys cigarettes every day
I moan when a teen does say...
"I can't get a job"
but yet he stopped school in the ninth grade
I grind my teeth when I hear a farmer say...
"I need money"
but yet he is to lazy to harvest his grain
I feel no pity for ones like these, for they bring it upon themselves to live in misery.
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