Privilege

Isn’t it strange that a gift could be an enemy?
Isn’t it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore?
Maybe it’s me, but this line isn’t going anywhere.
Maybe if we looked hard enough, we could find a backdoor

I see you in line, dragging your feet
You have my sympathy
The day you were born, you were born free
That is your privilege.

We’re all privileged to a certain degree, in this great nation of our’s.

Your perspective determines how much of your privilege you take advantage of.

Some people are so appreciative of it, that they use the opportunities to become
President of the United States of America.

Others?

Not so much…

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