If Not In This World Then The Next
J
James McLain
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I don't feel safe where I live
and I pay
to live his way.
I don't have many conversations
with the people
around me they have nothing
of interest to say.
I have grown old
with out any money in the bank
the divorce
took all that I had.
In order to take all that I made
they let mental illness
be the one that took charge.
There is a world
where it is safe where I live
and I'm paid
to live this way.
Where every one, every day
has some thing of interest to say.
Where no one grows old
and
the mentally Ill
receive proper care
and their not killed by police
for being
some where else
instead of wearing purple here.
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