You can have me

The tired exhausted exasperated

The invigorated infuriated

at-the-end-of-your-rope individual.

You can have her.

She’s been yelling

up and down all the day long

She’s been catering to kids

In some cases it’s been lip service

Let’s be honest

Who are we

and what is this

Is it all an ode to money

Is my God one of greed or pure glut?

Eh I’ll settle it later then for kicks.



Author: gerbilette

Write, edit, be. Write, love, poetry.

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