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Linguistic
Emancipation
Are
words free for me?
You see, I'm not of the
bourgeoisie and I don't know
if anything's free for us,
the working poor, anymore.
My ass is sore from all
the bumps in the road; the fall
is bad for us all, but we prop
all the ones above who drop
the ball and call us (ir)responsible;
it's criminal, the subliminal
luminal dine and dash that is
the MBA mentality; bestiality
of the donkey and the elephant
and anything else that moves.
I move with the groove
and wait my turn
to turn
the tables
and reclaim
my words.
For free,
for me.
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