Poem -

own

~~who's telling us we all must pay
the deeper I dig the more I must say
I own my house
I own my yard
why should I pay
this is getting hard
I owe the bank
I don't understand
why should I be paying
I don't think I can
why should I pay for what's falls from the sky
I own a tank
what I collect is mine
why the rates
why the bills
I capture the sun
I do all in panels just down hill
but still I must pay
what more do I owe
why should I pay
but the bank said I owe
 
naomi porch 2014

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