I Do Not Think So

You want my urge to surge.
But waves are flat and tidal now
I may sidle to your lies but
I do not think so.

There cannot be honesty
Between people...
Who do you want me
To feck up?
My banker or my delicious wanker?
I am often not full aware and able
To to see the dances decreed.

I believeI am being manipulated
Is it a Mccans millions for the one child?
Or a Blatters insistance
That revoltes me?...

How come I am innocent
And have to pay every day
Until it hurts?



Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-05-20 at 02:17

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Because you're innocent, Linda. You could become like them. You'd still pay, but you wouldn't feel the pain so much because you'd be thinking you'd come out ahead.
2011-05-22