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July 4th

Reusable coffee cup with a metal straw
My small pathetic efforts
Are covered by filth 
As fumes of rich suited bastards
cover our longings in excrement 
Snatch the medicaid from your dying Grandmother's mangled hand
To fill another yacht 
With fake breasts and Botox filled martini glasses 
The masses are happy it's July 4th
But I can only hope for change 
As Our rights are taken away 
Our only crime was being born
Without a silver spoon to pave the way

Copyright © Ashley Gleason

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