This is a poem written about a recent experience when staying with my father’s side of the family who live quite comfortably compared with myself.
and with every lie they told me
a tear struck from my eyes
they’d become accustomed to this way of life
and all their padded luxuries
they’d forgotten the strifes
their predecessors took to make it this way
they’d forgotten the neglect their descendants live in
they were uniformed and stately, majestic to me
a vagrant living near the city.
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