Angry World Poem by BRETT LEE T.
Angry World
Did I wake from a dream?
To a darkness, might it seem!
People so thankless; entitled
Liars and whisperering, a child!
I can't make sense, of so much
The blessings are emmense, watch
Toddlers and sociopathy, diapers
A servile class of butt wipers
I am not here, to be over looked
Entertainment victims, brain cooked
The modern day cyborg, sleeping
Brown matter replace Grey; seeping
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