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Fisical Pain

by  Dorothy P

Posted: Friday, February 4, 2005
Word Count: 100




What price giving yourself.
What return on the sale of your soul.
The deposit outweighs the interest,
my payments already sold.
I can't live in this exchange,
can give but can't take.
Who decreed this need for give and take.
Take me, give me, profit me,
my loss is not yours to make.
That mendacious passage through
'nothing to declare'
the lies, the deception,
the secrecy, the tortuous conflagration
too much to bear.
I want simplicity,
demand honesty, integrity.
The principled principle
is equality.
Nothing to lose, nothing to gain.
My heart knows no avarice,
therefore I remain
in pain.