Out of the Blue
9/29/17
A state of renewal
Cruel
Ready to duel
In a world obsessed with fuel
Don't want no gruel
Just a 100-carat jewel
And a house with a pool
A select few continuing to rule
Don't care where you went to school
Not sitting on a stool
Working like a mule
Occasionally losing my cool
Toward any fool
Using my hands or a tool
Knowing they'd probably do
The same thing to me or you
Regardless of if it holds completly true
And was out of the blue
Copyright © Dalton Ogletree | Year Posted 2017
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