I Hate Monroe
I hate this place.
Man, I have to go.
I hate the racism.
I hate the haterism.
I hate not being heard.
I hate Monroe.
Man, I hate the word.
I hate this place.
And that’s a fact.
Once I leave here
I will never look back.
written Summer 2004
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