Big Man's Land of Misery

Melanie Edwards


The Big Men's biggest obstacle- they can't get in my head.
So they drive me mad with taxes,
Telling me how my life should be lead.
Because I don't drive a fancy car,
They think I live in Backward Land.
But so what if I'm comfortable,
When I speak what Big Man calls DIALECT.
Fed up with those Big Men,
So god damn critical.
Every damn word I say,
Rendered so politically INCORRECT.
They never try to empathise with me,
Yet they characterisin me.
Pressin and tryin me,
And stereotypin me.
But I won't make them happy,
Conform and relive my history.
Today I exercise my freedom in
Big Man's Land of Misery.


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