Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Working Title: Protest


Idiots run rampant
in a world where Common Sense
is now rare.

Where are the people
who Screamed for the ones
that struggle to Whisper?

Perhaps they were captured
in the cloak of night
or maybe polluted
by the Blood of the wealthy...

Either way, I shake my head.

Armani suited,
Briefcase toting,
Stock market forecasting
have invaded our lands,
carnage equivalent
to visions of the Apocalypse,
and I am pierced,
stuck in the Barbed Wire
of Not Giving a Fuck
and Caring Too Much.

revision April 2011

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