The Selfish American Soliloquoy
Note.....this is not autobiographical., PR hardly me!
I am so livid with jealousy, I hide behind a mask of humanism.
I make 75',000 dollars a year, but see myself as poor.
I grew up in America but was taught Communism to hate the rich
and love the poor and I think I am right!
I don't like people who make more money than I do, I see to it they are destroyed and defamed.
I think God said to hate the rich, so if a poor man robs me, it is OK.
I despise my employer or any company as they make more than I.
I am green with envy. I love money very much, so why isn't all of it
mine?
Why doesn't the government do more for poor little old me?
January 28, 2020
3PM. PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment