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T'is like playing cards
Rice, rice, rice
Curry, curry, curry
Then beans, beans, beans
To pack in three sets
Then pick a set,
A bottle in another
Check the doors
And hurry, hurry, hurry.
The same routine
Day after day
Stings my nerves
Ends my romance
With life.
It's time to rebel
I think
But can't.
Commitment and debt
Push the wheels
On and on.
Thus engrossed
I nearly stepped
O'er a woman
Lying
Dead or alive
I couldn't tell
Flies covered
Her face and body.
Her back exposed
She lay in a puddle
Perhaps
Let out unknowingly.
Like others
I too passed by (doing nothing)
Stung by the truth:
I have home, health and family.
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