Relish Resentment

What worth do you wield in this world?

And so convoluted is the answer,

For where is one's worth deciphered?

Is it in the words of wealthy men

With pen to paper, asking

"Where do you see yourself in five years?"

With a succinct yet casual answer

Friends and family have whittled down for you?

 

Is it time spent in money earnt

For money spent yet time burnt?

A title articulating effort dealt

But no pride in it felt?

 

And so worthless you seem in this endless plight

To insert yourself into the arrogant might.

Furious you are to be thrust upon 

This life you must now trudge. 

And hopeless you feel to the seat you must take

To give worth to this place you have taken. 

And bitter you'll be when you get there

So for now, relish resentment alone. 

 

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we are what we was created to

we are what we was created to be,mostly poor and sick

the super rich could give a shit less,and who cares what they think


ron parrish