Hard Times

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    Hard Times

    Can't get a job , to get any money
    Can't get a man, to call me honey
    Because it's hard, hard times.

    Tomorrow is the first of the month
    The landlord will be here on the hunt
    Because it's hard , hard times.

    The candles are fading fast
    The darknest alone will last
    Because it's hard, hard times.

    The struggle , however will past
    And one morning we will wake up at last.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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