National Poetry Writing Month - Day 16
We just take everything
Because everything is ours
But then somebody tells us
That we have somethings of theirs
We know this is impossible
Because everything is ours
Every drop, every dime
Every ounce, every line
Everything is ours, you see
Because we just took it all
Now those people won’t stop screaming,
“Hey, we need some things, too.”
But we don’t listen to those people.
Those people never had a chance.