i would never name names


Haunted Chipmunk

I was strangely pleased to see your face.
Your words are another matter...
It was good to see you shatter your envoy.
The devil has been on your shoulder
And has been from the dreadful moment
Of your beginning of the greed that you
Think even us in your dumbed down country
Cannot see has had to be payed for.
Sleeping easy is a wonderful decision.

We don't want to be as rich as you need to be
We just want some fucking dignity
You aren't listening again to anyone
And I curse you to my limits.

And let people decide for themselves.
You bastard takers of youth who need
Corpses to feed the coins to fill your pockets.
Stop telling us to fear the world.






Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-01-31 at 22:38

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ngaio Beck
I cannot tell how or why this impressed me,but it did.(And deeply)
2011-02-15


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Okay, you're not always so quietly topical. No matter how stiff, the upper lip must curl into a snarl from time to time, yes?
2011-02-06


Nancy Sikora
The bastards on either side want us to feel unsatisfied at every turn; they want us to feel the greed and need that fuel their agenda. And fear. A comfortable person who is satisfied with a modest station in life is a threat to them, indeed.
2011-02-04


Sid Gardner
There are three kind of bastard in this world.
Good bastards, bad bastards but by far the worst are greedy smart bastards. By the way their names dont even appear in a telephone directory.
2011-02-04