So much leeway
For a race to
hit the jackpot
Every
opportunity on the line
Yet nothing to
make it work
It is still the
complaint
Lacking behind
the others
The need to spoon
feed
The sweat and
tears throw to the wind
5 decades ago
Crafted to make it
work
It is the
addiction
It needs take a
cold turkey treatment
Take it away
Let the
addiction disappear
It is the only
way
To push forward
to prosperity
Don’t spook a
race
It will make a
demon out of it
This isn’t the
way to progress
The progress is
to shoulder the burden
Don’t feed with
assistance
Teach a person
how to fish
He will live
without clutches
He will feel
importance in his progress
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