poet Matthew Densley

Matthew Densley

My Own Paradise

I hate my homeland
It’s bitter and cold
This is not the place
I want to grow old

I hate the city
This harsh busy town
It’s much too hectic
And bringing me down

I hate the weather
The sun and the rain
These mild temperatures
Will drive me insane

I hate our parliament
I hate our M.P’s
British politics
Is so full of sleaze

I hate the locals
But some are O.K
The rest are just twats
In their special way

I hate the culture
It’s shallow and grim
There’s no real art left
What’s here is just dim

I hate the lifestyle
It’s far too stressful
We work and we work
Few are successful

I hate this country
I want somewhere new
My own paradise
Where dreams can come true






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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2010
Poem Edited: Saturday, October 15, 2011

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  • John Fox (1/30/2010 12:18:00 PM)

    freaking awesome i can relate

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