I Am a Fan of Welfare Not of Money

I'm the owner
of my presence
volunteer...
But not the owner
of my absence
as often occurs...
They put me present
where I don't wish to be,
and put me away
where I love to stay...
This is pure
imposition,
lock on mine
existence...
Unbearable abuse
that wild capitalism
invents... !
I'm for utility
of the money... but no,
I'm not fanatical... !
How could a poet be...!?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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