I wish I didn’t have to live like this
Defined by money
I have to work to have worth
I’m not saying I wish work was abolished
I’m just saying
I wish it wasn’t a fight for first
I wish we weren’t told who was further in life
By how many zeroes were in their bank balance
If that is the case
I am in dead last
This is a triathlon
And I am currently unable to swim
I am gulpgulping in bodies of water
My lungs are full
While your wallet is full
I know you think communism is stupid
I understand why
I wish we understood together
And how we could be together
No longer separated by social class
This is no longer a pyramid
This is a rectangular prism
The measurements are 4 by 4 by 12
There are 192 square dollars to be distributed
To every person
I am begging my saviors
Karl Marx and Jesus Christ
To steal from the rich
and give to the poor
I will rename my saviors
Robin Christ and Karl Hood
Please do not force me to call me to call myself a name
I am not defined by that
I just believe in equality
I hope these lines equal some snaps
I am in need of your validation
Please snap for me
Please just snap until I think of my next line
I hope there is no next line
I hope the line for food banks stops here
I wish Communism hadn’t gone so wrong
How can I convince people I have good intentions?
Your defense consists of
“Look at every country that tried to implement it”
That is not what I like
I think you know what I like
I like equal opportunities
Please join me up here
It is your opportunity to speak
It is yours as well
Please
Speak your mind
I will listen
I hope you are listening now
Have my wishes put you to sleep?
I sure hope not
I am expected to sleep
On social issues, I am passionate about
So therefore, I am no longer well rested
My eyes are bloodshot
They are flaming red
I have become teary eyed
Oh, please Bono
Please find a platform for me
And you too
Let’s hold a communist manifest
A manifestation of good intentions
I hope good intentions come from this
I have no good intentions
This poem makes me sound hateful towards the rich
I am
See this is not fair
I am a slave to capitalism
But I will continue to work
Three hundred and fifty-six dollars and 48 cents
That is my current worth
I wish it was nothing
And now I am all