Under the patronage of the President,
my mother
gave birth to me,
in a backward hospital.
Under the patronage of the President,
I managed to
live through all
the known childhood diseases.
Under the patronage of the President,
I graduated
from high school,
went on
to college,
then,
I ventured out into the real world,
into the real
world,
outside.
And today,
and under the
bloody patronage
of the fucking selfsame President,
I shall put
an end
to my miserable,
and worthless life.
For I have finally found out
what I should
have known
way from the start,
way from
when I was still
in the cradle,
that there
was no freedom
under patronage,
or
justice,
or
peace,
or
dignity,
and that
there could never be.
But I yearn to be free.