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Privilege
I am white:
getting money for thin ice
made in an afternoon
(by elves?)
till a bed
bled my maid.
Poèmes sur le thème : privilege
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Yet I Find Myself Lacking
No, surely I have no problems.
I am no beggar, I do not starve;
I am no criminal, nor would I need to be;
I am no vagrant, and look not for support.
Yes, it could be worse.
No, surely my problems mean nothing.
I could be ailing of disease,
I could be beyond repair,
I could be on the brink of destruction.
Yes, it could be worse.
No, surely there's always someone
more worse off than I,
and I could not compare;
shame on me for complaining.
Yes, it could be worse.
No, surely I want for nothing