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Jungle Poem

Author: painofthanatos
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I wrote it for history class, it's based off of the life of Jurgis Rukus in the Jungle, no need be impressed...

Jungle Poem

My family and I
Left for the promise land
But all that we found
Were more hardships and demand

Working in Chicago
Weeping meat plant floors
Feeling sick just knowing
This will make it to the stores

Pregnant cows with fetuses, dead rats
And animal diseased
Nothing at all is wasted
And the boss is kept quite pleased

But this one job alone
Is not enough to pay the rent
Who knew rent could be so high
With all of us in a tenement?

So off to work went my uncle-in-law
His children, and his wife,
My dying dad did his part
As did my pregnant wife

Later I ended up in jail
My wife and son, they died
So I left everyone behind
And fled to the countryside

Depressed and poor
I finally went back
Only to learn
Chicago doesn’t cut slack

I learned that my family
And gone totally astray
Working hard on
Street corners everyday

I became frustrated
With all the hardships and demands
Until my world was changed
By the most peculiar man

He told me why my life was bad
And told me why it was good
He taught me to fix the things
The government couldn’t, but should

He told me they
Were evil capitalists
And to be happy
I only need be a socialist

These thoughts of joy
Filled all that I know
And in the end we promised
To take back Chicago

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  dude... that guys life sounds harsh... a lot more then mine... damn... see her in canada we learn all about the amaerican system of stuff and I had heard that poem like a year abgo... I never understood it htouh... it's funny do you guy's learn about canada at all.?
| Posted on 2005-03-09 00:00:00 | by bleedbroken | [ Reply to This ]
  Wow you know what, I really liked this. I was very impressed. I'm not a socialist myself but I liked the poem. I don't know whether it was true but the way it was wrote was really good. It took me by surprise. I don't understand the title but the poem was great. Good write. Broken DreamsX
| Posted on 2005-03-01 00:00:00 | by Broken Dreams | [ Reply to This ]
  Concrete jungle. I dig the poem. It was not at all what I had expected. In my mind I saw an old Chicago, well actually Chicago still looks the same it is the people who have changed. This was a good job, I may make it one of my favorites.
| Posted on 2005-03-01 00:00:00 | by Silver20G | [ Reply to This ]
  This is cool, although there were some spelling errors, but it happens. Well I really don't know what to say that hasn't already been said, so I'll leave my comment as is.
Good write,

| Posted on 2005-03-02 00:00:00 | by Rain | [ Reply to This ]
  hey i was totally going to read this all the way through but then i was like yea this is definately very long but yea i heard it in class and i remember it being way better than the others. anywho good job for having to force it aheehee :)
| Posted on 2005-03-03 00:00:00 | by sudie | [ Reply to This ]

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