barbara hilal

Rookie (11/10/31 / savannah, ga.)

Looking For Santa - Poem by barbara hilal

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


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 13, 2006



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