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nothing to lose
from the grit, to the gutter
isn't far to fall.
I recognise the muddy wallpaper
from my time in the womb.
the reason you are scared of me
is I have so little to lose.
you belong to polite society
and I don’t follow the rules.
nothing to lose, nothing to lose,
I will never bow down to you.
if you want to hurt me,
it takes a kick stronger than you.
I love how it annoys you
as I grin at your oncoming shoe.
the reason you must silence me
is I see straight through you.
I know you'd like to frighten me
but I just pity you.
nothing to lose, nothing to lose.
I will never ever bow down to you.
copyright 2000
clair lewis, Disabled activist.
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