mark king

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A Poet Amongst The Sneering Capitalists - Poem by mark king

I walked through the heat

through the endless losing wills

all the teachers are gone

and the gypsy lives with-in me

I pass the unhappy people

with sneers and bloated bank accounts

in the city of nots

knowing they can't see what I see

but maybe they'll hear a verse

and catch a glimpse of the truth!


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 18, 2008


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