sleep…

watching the old man sleep…easy pickins…so vulnerable…always was…

job to job to job…running ’round a country in-search of dreams…never found the awakened truth…just…kept lookin’…

nothing saved…all pennies spent…have credit will travel…illusions of grandeur…that was your downfall…

in America…you can grow-up to be whatever you want… ditch-digger…soldier…engineer…president…a derelict…sky’s the limit…this was taught…yes… taught…

and there are those that try…seeking out liberty’s opportunities…to find what…what…

rusted belts…abandoned Chevys…busted windows…Mickey Mouse..

prayers sent by this nation to a god who looks over…while old miners die in blood coughing fits…Mexican migrants sleep on corporate floors…blacks killed by cops…yet…refugees await their turn…let me in…please let me in…

watching the old man sleep…easy pickins…so vulnerable…always was…

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