Sharing a Personal Piece Today

Today, I’m sharing a personal piece I’ve written as a result of an interaction I had with a medical establishment today, and my frustration with the US economy and inflation as a whole. Normally, I try to keep my swearing to a minimum here, but this is genuinely how I feel, so, if swearing is going to bother you, don’t read it.

Serve

Squeezing, choking, can’t take any more from me

No matter what’s paid, I still owe more money

Paychecks grow smaller while expenses enlarge

Fuck you to everyone wealthy, everyone in charge.

Clinics caring more about money than medical care

Cancel appointments when the funds just aren’t there.

Pay for the roof over your head, or choose your body, your life

Your body is nothing, just one more sacrifice.

Squeezing, choking, wrung out for all I’m worth

Doesn’t make a difference, my voice isn’t heard.

Pay everything but never get the American dream

Land of the greatest con ever seen.

Everything worked for is for corporate benefit

Cut hours, pay, and all additional incentives

Keep working for old white elites in their tower,

Keep working for anssholes insulated by power

Keep doing this, killing ourselves for nothing

Look for additional jobs when one fulltime should be plenty

Groceries, utilities, medicine, too expensive to buy

Mortgages, rent, and feul costs go sky high.

This isn’t sustainable, it’ll never be enough

Fuck you who’re in power of this bullshit you’ve made up

Fuck your authority, your crushing grip at our throats

May you sufficate, may you lose it all to those you hate most.

Powerful men, your fate was written long ago

You’ve forgotten Marie Antoinette, and decline of Rome.

“Let them eat cake,” a foolish sentiment to make,

And someday you’ll find its your head on the plate.

By

Tosha Locken

06/27/2024