A short poem about how people are always in the rat race of life.
The rats run around to find the cheese
just like the people that kill for greed.
They cant stop to protect there seed
just like the people sent over seas.
There bones snap inside the traps
just like the people that are living on the streets.
They try to always avoid the cats
just like the people always play for keeps.
We are the rat and the rat is us but, we are the cat so we sit and wait.
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