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About the Author:
My name is Christina. Weird stuff happens to me... Sometimes I hear other peoples thoughts and I enjoy philosophizing life in my own bubble of autism. I am an artist by night and also a creature of such. Some people think I'm dumb, but some people are fools. I am very, very curious. Fox really is my last name. Thank you kindly, good night.

Poetry by Christina Fox

Money God

Scanning the sea,
Surfing the horizon for some kinda sign --
If I was to pray to your god
Who would pray for me?
Looks like I got no choice
When losing my health
Losing my voice
Can't see no further
Falling behind
Strike me down
I'm wasting my fucking time.
Not contrite for the chances I resisted
Because a money god has never existed
Life is no lottery
Won't bless those that feel
You gamble with illusion
Because the money isn't real.
I see through your gazes
The dollar is no deity
Because hell if it was,
She wouldn't hate me.


                               --Christina Fox


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