Black Poetry : 2 Dollars For Gas

Bluewater

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Baltimore, MD
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I am not the same person I was yesterday
And today I will not be the same person tomorrow

All I know is that I got 2 dollars for gas
To get me to work, and that is that

Nothing is guarantee … so many broken promises
They raise the taxes, and then tax the city snacks
They increase the car insurance, and then add a gas tax

Go window-shopping at the dollar store
Even that is more then I can afford
It is heart breaking… my check is spend
And I had not even cash it yet.

You just about got to be a mathematic wizard
To have the simple things that is needed
Like food, clothes, a warm home
Is that really asking for much?

Yet the one who have those simple things
Think it is only a game
They do not see the real people
They only see margin figures.

I just want to move to another world
So I can raise my boys and girl
To live a plain and simple life
That not filled with the slick trick vice

I see they are playing a chess game
As they try to take my King
I see how the pieces are prestigiously place
I will not make my next move in haste

I do not like thinking on there level
But that is what is needed to out wit the devil

As I laugh I become relax

All I know is that I got 2 dollars for gas
To get me to work, and that is that

I was not like this yesterday
Today I observe what have been made
Tomorrow I will not be like I am today
 

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