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Their Back
A construction company is yet again in my yard.
Ripping and tearing.
This time it is the state that agitates.
No notice, no guarantees, no nothing.
Who are we, but a mere number.
Coming to fix something, only to leave it worse.
With nasty words I curse.
Spit out the words lawyer and sue.
But still It doesn't do anything to get through.
Deaf ears
They don't care.
Its not their money being wasted.
A tax dollar lost, a tax dollar gained
All the same.
poem
by
Ace Of Black Hearts
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