Be Blessed
Be Blessed
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Life among selfish brats,
Who stoop so low,
To get their work done,
Am I blessed or cursed;
To be in such a company,
That could taint my nerves.
Cursed are those souls,
Who never think about others;
For a time will come one day,
When no one will think of them,
And leave them alone
To shrink, rot, and die
A death of pain and shame.