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Rich Man Poor Man

By Ezar As snow flakes fall to cover the side walk my people get tired of the side talk Work for me You won't be financially but at least you put a couple gifts under the tree At least you can get your car fixed while I pull off in a new mercades Oh ya make sure you fill out the paperwork for welfare I will have my secretary sign it while I set by my pool in Bellaire Have you ever been there you can smell the sweetness of success in the air How is Jamal doing I almost cried when I heard someone was at his school shooting Thank goodness my son goes to the same school as the son of Patrick Ewing You can stay in my guest house if you thinking about moving Rent free that's the least I can do for someone who works for me I was going to stop by but that part of town is too rough for me I wanted you to meet my daughter she just got her masters degree So she can take over the business after me You know how important it is to leave a legacy What collage is Jamal going to or is he still going to the army I hear they pay for college tuition I told my son its not worth it when your arms and legs missing But I understand Jamal got to do what he got to do Giving Jamals hand he got to move how he has to move Well I have to go watch for the stocks on the news See you on Monday I hope your situation improves Peace

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 4/29/2017 8:15:00 PM
I like the part of your poem. A 7Nice to meet you.Street Cries.
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Date: 4/3/2017 7:04:00 AM
The haves and the have nots completely tied up in knots; your portrayal of the betrayal is a masterpiece you see. I love it from top to bottom.
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Date: 4/3/2017 12:41:00 AM
Wow! Your words of pure truth pierces the soul, Ezar. Your poems elevate my consciousness. My awareness is given laser focus by your intense depths of perception. As the biblical saying goes: iron sharpeneth iron. Such a poetic masterpiece ... and you have great, riveting titles to your poems. Much love and more love to you and yours.
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