The Vent Part Ten
Having control of your life is
rare.
Living is hard and dying is bare.
You can be happy or scared.
Me, I don't care.
Life has nothing to spare,
But people fighting, drinking,
doing drugs , and people
wanting to have sex with a
pair.
I'm wondering if there is
something in the air?
Babies die before seeing their
father, life ain't fair.
Their father probably don't
care.
Because he has more money to
spare,
More condoms to wear,
And more naked girls to stare.
Some bottles and pills to share,
With that girl he met at the
state-fair.
Seeing real fathers these days
are really rare.
The world is broke and the
world doesn't want a repair-
Mario Perez
Copyright © Mario Perez | Year Posted 2012
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