Services - Poem by Samuel Rudolph
Every body wants my services! Tho I have not much to
offer every body wants my services.
The services of others I want; does it cost me?! The
services I need and my children's...
I have to work and work damned hard to get services fee.
At the end of a day or a couple of weeks I look for pay;
For services rendered to meet the services I received.
Ain't you a nigger!... They want my services free!
Now!; where does that leave me?
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