There is no LOVE in America

When people talk about what a great country USA America is, I remember laying on my bed with a broken neck and I could not get someone to wash my hair. For five days I saw no one, and no one would visit me, and I lay there with an itchy head driving me nuts. Sorry, there is no LOVE in America.

Yeah and when I hear my friends say "You have to be a friend to make friends" I think: There are thousands of people living right on the sidewalks of Los Angeles and you have an enormous house and you don't care. The junk in your garage is worth more than my entire life, and you act like a casual friend. If I'm starving will you feed me? I'm I'm naked will you clothe me? If I am homeless will you house me? I think not.

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william Schaeffer