drugged out patients
drugged out patientsin a billion dollar spam
fools you with promises
of more time and money
just to keep you in line
hollering owls at your mercy
roll with the dice at eye
seemingly at ease
with the onslaught of hate
when there is no need
gluttonous grieve in silence
the solemn will lose their echo
there are billions
looking for a different ride
the number of stations is finite
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2015-10-18 at 19:54
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