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[title] => Embrace the Fake
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[bodytext] => I saw a poor man Rags draped over rags and he didn't shed a tear I saw a man full of promise I saw a man without fear He had nothing but his rags His heart was a swirling ball of hope I wished to reach out to him But with nothing myself I watched this man as I smoked He seemed to me exalted And with a smile I decided to change my life To take advantage of all the lonely times To deliver my actions even through strife I saw all the empty ones With their smiles they walked by an ingrate This man took abuse for his lifestyle He was a hero to me with such drive but wait This man suddenly reached to his rags Pulled a wad of bills, counted with his other hand He smiled, a clip around dead presidents And as he smiled be began to stand He shook all his rags off Left what seemed to be his only possessions on the ground He walked to the alley with his wad and smiled Unlocked his Mercedes Benz without uttering a single sound So what's left of this example of hero My mind is scattered to the wind I put out my cigarette and wonder What good does a message such as this send I close my eyes I turn myself totally and instantly inside out My hero was faking his situation He smiled inside his Benz and I soaked myself in utter doubt It was a weight unto my brain With wonders of how a man could do Something such as this so terrible Terrible and filled with an idea thats untrue What a stupid **** But is this to say of the man or me I have seen the ways of the world And just how not beautiful some **** can really truly be [comments] => 2 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 21 [informant] => exodus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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