Taxes

Speaking to a co-worker,Casual words,Taxes?That's something for adults,Something to complain about at dinner parties,But I have been working,Every day and every night,My taxes are due.A long night filled,Complicated forms,Confusion, andChecks.At the end,there was a big button on my screen,"Click here to complete your taxes for 2017"To the government,It was standard,I was another check,but to me,I was finally participating,I had made my contribution,I paid my taxes.

This poem is about: 
Me
My country

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