Thoughts-2
'a man's supposed to provide for his family...'
i see them standing in line at the unemployment office...
or working whatever job they can get,
for half of what they're worth.
half-drunk, and pounding their fists
against the wall...
(praying for a gun)
i know how it feels to be trapped...
dont tell me we're not supposed to be angry!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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