Weekly Scribblings -- what is seen?

its mine 

It's mine the little one hollered 

My rich uncle gave it to me

For me to have all for myself 

These words he said to me to you 

Haha haha I've got it now 

Play in the dirt the sand is mine 

All mine to have go find your own 

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arrogance learned; aged, carries on  

The fields are mine better than yours 

The trees the lands the factories too 

All toys for boys not sissie girls 

My skin is light that gives me rights 

Harvard I've been I have you've not  

Money for me go earn your own 

Your houses burned leave mine alone 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Rosemary in the Writer's Pantry for Weekly Scribblings #77 at https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/07/weekly-scribblings-77-boiling-over.html?m=1 

 - Rosemary has invited us to "create poetry or prose using Rob Kistner’s phrase “Human arrogance is boiling over” as inspiration. We aren’t required to use the actual words. But if we do, we should credit them to Rob on a footnote." 

 - I am using a Sevenling poem form which seemed to work for this writing (about the Sevenling poem form).

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