Colored Glasses

Colored glasses

Children nurtured with a series of bribes

Discipline worming their way

Slowly their frame is formed

Fluffy thoughts of entitlement

Enslaving them to charity of others

Tossed into the mix like spaghetti

Being coated with sauce of insult drips

Those who pay the bribe as child is now adult

Their glasses are prismed

With expectancy

As others fog over with resentment

Tightening the belt and wallet

The prism is no long red white and blue

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