When you look around, what do you see? I see you. Do you see me?
You see us as "privileged" with big houses you want. We're "old" and we're "fragile"?
If you only knew . . . the truth is . . . The challenges we faced are anything but new!
This home has memories, I know how to use the space. We don't really care where -- it's all a "human race".
You "tried on" our shoes when you were small. Now your demands make you stand not quite so tall.
Remember what we told you to someday recall? "The bigger they are, the harder they fall."
You're in a line you fail to see. Soon you will be "just like me".
Days turn into years. Kids arrive and soon depart. You'll know what it means to have "a heart".
We dreamed your dream, we worked to gain. Now you're out to take and claim. You can't repair or begin to replace.
I stood in lines to be turned away. Never knowing if I'd have enough food or gas day to day.
Pumps closed down, reached quota, turned away. Return when odd numbers allow us to try another day.
You think you're the first to see quotas and limits? Think again my young friends, this is just the beginning. Repeat Performance as we spin in space.
Simply trying to live "The American Dream". Why are nightmares all we have seen?
Food Share lines continue to grow. We "checked out" and chose a few months ago.
Today we're told, one only, please, the line is long. We take a share and try to be strong.
World Wars and catastrophes bring these needs. Why is it a common and repeating scene?
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