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Struggle til we die

They say we struggle til we die, If that's the case I don't want to fight to stay alive, Feels like a crime, Stealing money from our pockets the government doesn't leave us a dime, Homelessness is at an all time high, Yet Trudeau fills the media with all his lies, Bring in the democracy, Where's the inaccuracy, We are worst off now than the great depression, The people are getting worse with regression, It's easier to by alcohol and drugs then food or a roof over our heads, A fire in our hearts is dying, As well as our want to live No one wants to work when it doesn't do a dent, They think it's easy paying off rent, Landlords squeeze you for everything you don't have and expect you to repent, They say we struggle til we die, That's life, I don't think I can take another strife, I don't want to die, But I'm not surviving, I'm six feet in debt, How are we supposed to pay, I don't want to stay, But there's no hope for the poor, And to care for others is a chore when you have nothing to give, They say we struggle til we die, So here I lie in the debt of a ditch, wishing to be buried and just get it over with.

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Date: 1/8/2024 3:41:00 PM
I am reminded of Dylan Thomas's poem 'Do not go gentle into that good night.' Indeed 'rage, rage against the dying of the light' as he penned. I'm cheering you on to fight against the machine. You and our like are the best of society, the poor and disenfranchised. Without us, high society would be simply penury. Keep hope alive in your heart. From the downtrodden hope rises for those on high.
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