The Fall From Grace Is Like A Skinned Knee, But Painful All The Same Comments

You very more than right about how I'd come to feel about this poem. It's absolutely fantastiv, and just as you say 'money's the language I've been forced to learn', money is societys way to control us, to make the rules, to keep their power up. I am incrediebly happy you dedicated this poem to me, for this is the struggle I, just as you, must never give up. An incredieble portrait of a terrible truth.