What Robin Hood Really Did
All y’all supposed to be helping, supposed to get a man
on his feet: just fat ticks on a mangy dog.
Without me, you’d be out of work. You’d be Monopoly money.
Same as the jail lets a man out in a t-shirt, no coat in January.
Want a man hungry enough to get locked back up.
And you, you want a man on the street. You want
a man in here every day so you can feel good.
Nobody asked if I want your damn eggs. Don’t think
I don’t know. You keep me down, picture me hungry and you
handing me something. Hold that picture like some lucky penny
you found. What’s it take to run this place? Three hundred grand?
Hundred and fifty people sitting in here hungry. You do the math.
Two grand a piece. Security deposit, first month’s rent.
New clothes, food that I picked. Stop keeping a man down.
You want to help me, you got to give up what you got.
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