So they get soft footing?
They get security?
They get rights?
They get medical attention when needed?
They get food?
Shelter?
Clothing?
Life itself?
And what of US?
Nothing!
Droppings!
We get mold ceilings we hope will not cave in once more.
We get barley paid rent
Jobs held onto by threads
Of our what they think to be misguided decency
So we sit!
We think!
We watch!
We knoow
OH WE KNOW!
And they get soft footing
They get meals
Knowing,
KNOWING
The next one will always come.
So they get soft footing.
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