Putting   Food On Table

One cannot Explain
the strain
the constant pain
the fear of drowning
in the gutter
of broken thoughts
that one designed
to numb the pain
Of Living Life

This Way

One cannot Explain
the strain
the fear
and the Despair
that sometimes
creeps up
on ones arse
and chews on it
for a while
like a dog
with a bone
just won't
leave it alone
Until
your in pieces

one cannot Explain
one has to
Feel
The strain
of living
with Laws
that were never
Written

in Our Name