NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty, Poem Twenty

Zeros Helping Zeros

Here to
help

and be
heroes.

Don't do
either. 

Mission Statement: Ooops.

Think God
helps those

who help 
selves first. 

Can't fit 
motives

in single 
sentence. 

Too many problems for words. 

No one 
saved. 

No,
really.

Labor's shitty fruit.