It’s like I had the rug pulled out from under me
and then thrown over me.
When things are unfair
but make plenty of sense,
anger and disappointment are the likely reactions.
But it hardly seems excusable.
I want JUSTICE.
I want OPPORTUNITY.
I want my faith back.
I wish I could depend on the levers in society to lift me.
I am too smart for that.
Money isn’t everything.
But the system seems to work hard
at keeping people without money poor.
Like it IS everything.
It would be nice to have a chance,
instead of only hoping, like an ass.