|weapon Of The State Poem by Sheldon Carruthers

|weapon Of The State



I need a pill
to make me more agreeable
to still my worry and my conscience too
to be the perfect fool
is that me or is that you?
To pull the wool over the public eyes
with all your now debunked lies
On a higher plateau you are not
you are just a man/woman
oh such rot
what power you have over me I have over you
you are just a liar, professional
oh so true

Wednesday, May 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humour,satire,satire of social classes
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