Looking For Santa
We Dont need an analyst
its simple
a short cut to riches
the highest value
of Cinderella
was money
clothed
in a royal suit
we could play robin hood
shop lift for a friend
or purchase a lottery ticket
with our minimum wage check
hang over a bloody cock fight screaming
look for suckers to scam with deals
play robin hood and shop lift for a friend
something for nothing
thats
all we
want
Its all like the Walmart xmas tree
where Santa is the giver
blame it on god
or finger the devil
its only our self
we're left with
and we're not even evil
just misinformed or confused
to want something for nothing
and believe it exists
poem by Barbara Hilal
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