A state worker, whose name we'll not reveal at his request, has sent us a PDF of a poem that he says he wrote to represent "the way most of us feel." Here are a few lines from "State Reject," and a link to the entire poem:
This lump in my throat
makes me choke
Violent eruption eminent
from this dull ache in my head
days on end I lay in the bed ...
...He hangs out with stars
smokes his cigars
threatens everyday to take it away
Wish he could walk a mile in my shoes
have to sleep with my din
and the pain of his sin!
Click here to read the entire poem.