Human Rights

Sit In here, in my own stink,

Can’t fit my head, in my sink.

They let U out, when they want,

Most of them, will even taunt.


I ask to bathe, she say: “Maybe”

“If I have time”, how they play me.

But a showers not a privilege,

This is no way, 4 humans 2 live.


All I want, is 2 be clean,

Clean shirt & socks, don’t be so mean.

I’ll do my time, wont put up fights,

Just let me have my Human Rights!!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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