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There
is a
brief
window
as a kid
where
they
don’t know
about
overtime
morning commute
time and a half
cut hours
nor should they,
because
they’re kids,
kids who need to let the adults speak
you tell them all the time
so
when
the kid’s
all grown up
and wants nothing to do with you
don’t forget
all
those
times
the kid
just wanted to play.
Most of us have a hard time
having to express the way we feel inside
I
seem quite normal to the outside world
but really who would know?
We
don’t ask questions in public
for fear of stirring up conflict
You
could have said something helpful
but you stood politically correct.
Some like to engage in alcohol
others fuck strangers in bathroom stalls
She
to the world looked like an angel
something she’d never know.
We
don’t ask questions in public
for fear of stirring up conflict
He
could have given her confidence?
But sadly he knew the truth.
Most of us have a hard time
having to express the way we feel inside
I
am just a quarter in a wishing well
so here’s to wishing you well.
We
don’t want to listen to sadness speak
instead we wait for silence’s grief
You
could have the world at your feet
if you just put that bottle down.
It’s not a problem until it is
we’ve all got history I know this
He
made loads of money and hit his kids
but that’s just history now.
We
don’t ask questions in public
for fear of stirring up conflict
I’ve
been feeling good the past two days
I guess that’s a start anyhow.
With
a little bit
of boob
and
a little bit
of butt
girls become women
and
boys become men
until
children
make them
children again.
Some of us need kids,
or find God,
to straighten out our lives.
Empowerment comes
in many forms,
shapes, and rituals.
The world is full
of newly rich people,
though right now I am not one of them.
And your optimism
that chokes up my thought
is to blame.
Success can’t be found
on the discount rack,
when everyone is buying it.
You can believe
in anything you want, yes
but that doesn’t make it so.
Self help comes in many forms,
all of which are from within,
without a price tag.
Open your fucking eyes Tulip,
and figure it out…
It’s natural for the bough to bend before it breaks.
Putting himself out there always felt false.
Like a needy child begging for attention.
So he didn’t.
In fact, he never did.
But all his paperwork he filed neatly and took comfort.
Then at an old, dignified, age he died.
POOF!
Like a flash in a pan.
And having no children or siblings,
and parent’s long since deceased,
his work was collected, studied, and praised.
Subsequently, a non-profit was established in his honor.
It was known as the
Paul Edgar Neilson Institute of Science.
Two weeks later Donald Trump was elected president.
Rallies were held in resistance.
The subway fare increased by a quarter.
And somewhere in Ohio, a child was born.
Oddly enough, when developed research
from the Institute was reported, twice,
sometimes three times a day, news networks
always chose the Institute’s name in full,
rather than the acronym.
While reporting rape allegations against Bill Cosby,
suicides over deportation and middle school bullying,
LGBTQ night club shootings and terrorist beheadings,
reporters, like grade school kids
just couldn’t bring themselves to say it with a straight face.
Plus, having to rectify the situation, each time
assuring there was no pun intended got tiresome.
Then much later, unannounced to the public, they knocked down the Institute.
POOF!
The reason being American’s no longer needed Science.
And in it’s place, built a grand hotel decorated in gold –
another Trump Tower.
Words Of An Average White Male 