Alien Cancer Poem by john mcleish

Alien Cancer



the rise o' the corporation, the proliferation o' cancer
seem te go together like some symbiotic dancer
it's probably jest a coincidence, i'm sure there's nuthin' tay it
no money greed or poo'er and definately nay profit

noo i hay truly seen evil and that's nay cliche'
a monstrocity so unfathonable, moloch o' oor day
maybe oor democracy is just a fasciast corporate state
tricked inte believing we were free in every way

hoo could they do this te then en people i pondered fur a time
then i realized they are not o' oor kind
godless talmudic huns the parasite within
as the tumour grows within us, they are alien

Monday, October 3, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: greed
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