Chorus
And so the unelected come to powerIn our
Democracy.
As they parade before us
They are filling their back pockets.
No problem of course.
We will vote on premium lines
Instead.
Democracy is dead.
Killed by this dumbness
Before us.
Blood.
Hands.
All of us.
Are guilty of singing
This chorus.
No-one will wake up.
Too dumb to be part conscious
For fecks sake
Stop watching.
Start fighting
Please become contentious.
Breathe choices into lives.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2009-10-06 at 03:39
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