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POEMS

I AIN'T GONNA ASK FOR BREAD

By Mauro C. Souza @ 2012

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No,
I ain’t gonna ask for bread,

No,
I ain’t gonna measure your hand,

No,
I ain’t gonna give you some,

No,
I ain’t gonna bow to the ground,

Yes,
You know I’m fucking hungry,

Yes,
You know I got a name,

Yes,
You know I go through some,

Yes,
You know I go through crazy.

Between your “no” and my “yes”,
Between your “yes” and my “no”,
There is more than foolish pride,
There is a package in the basket.
The difference between having and power,

Between being and surviving.


How easy is to say no to the bread…


“Fuck that shit, man. I ain’t got no change.”


How hard is to say “yes” down on the ground.
A bullet don’t have no name on it.
Yeah, certainly is annoying.

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