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The Children Of Winners

It’s kind of funny

Having no money

In a world

That is hyper focused

On money


But here I am

A broke bitch

With no real desire

To play their game


Old clothes

Shitty cars

Dumpy apartments

Bad food

Old phones

Hardly any plans for

The future


That’s the way I like it


So this money game

Just feels

Funny

To me


The older folks

Are investing in gold again

While the younger ones

Are investing in cryptocurrency

As the panic spreads

So does the money

So does

The power

It moves

From the hands of a few

To the hands of a few new


China and Russia are ahead in the game now

And we

Will

Feel what it’s like

To lose


Children of winners

Are hardly born

To handle losing


We’ll see how this goes for us.


-C.H.


 
 
 

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