A Municipal Lament Poem by Adrian Flett

A Municipal Lament



We are underwhelmed as the town
labours under mismanagement.
Potholes, dirty verges overwhelm us.
The cemetery is undergrown this Winter
Soon to be overgrown as Spring attacks.
What work will then be undertaken?
Only bodies.

Thursday, November 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: loss,political humor
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