Love
Death
& Taxes
Blood
Sweat
& Tears
he hadnt put them together before
maybe he was just thick
they jived
he had oodles to say of Death
& Taxes
though Death exhausted himtoo many dead in a short time aunt
uncle daughter mother niece neighbours a best childhood friend
felt like a sadistic carnival
barker had set up shop and was jeering Step right up! Step right up, Ladies and
Gentlemen! Step this way! Freakish death your fancy? Just behind this curtain,
step right up, guaranteed to curl your hair!
his daughter was deathly ill when
his aunt and uncle died he didnt have
time to mourn when his daughter died
grief swept him up like a tsunami he was still spinning and flailing just under
the surface when his mother died two weeks later
itd been like that since
he had yet to properly mourn his
daughter
his mother would be next
terrible to have to prioritise
ones grief
Taxes
they taxed him
paying tributes
why was he paying tribute to an assbackward
system that celebrated and catered to the wealthy zealously myopically
while it turns its eyes askance when challenged to regard the monstrous
portion of Americans who struggled every day to keep their heads above water keep Americas Free Market lubricated with
their blood
ably the system sustained the rude
pyramidthe pinnacle of pearly Haves towering above the base rheumy Have-Nots
theyre not as pretty
the system was devious
manipulative crass
he stuck with Love and
Death
Money cant buy ya Love
Money cant buy-off Death
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