Your Place Poem by Alistair Graham

I

All right jack
what’s the crack
what’s the story
what the heck

is going on
How did they
pull it off

II
Not surprised
that the lies
like flies
on starving eyes
is the price of the prize

III

The aspirations
of western nations
A dizzy climb
no hesitation

IV

The pace
of the human race
to replace the face
beneath the headspace

V

Society up high
A Premium space
A raucous bird table
insatiable taste

VI

What a waste
that first place
No staircase just a birthplace
A disgrace