Occupation Iconoclast
Life's a blast
Disillusioned with job search
Leaves me in the lurch
Fringe dweller of the outside
These days concealed and hide
Amnesiac democrats
Behave like brats
Trade in brick bats
Beneath piles of scats
You who partake
Of that poison chalice
Reduce yourself most low
Please know
Vested interests
Dusted pederasts
Dealing malevolence
Truest terrorists
All will show.
{Northern Rivers of NSW, Australia,2015.}
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I would like to translate this poem
Jason, such a well crafted poem...10+++++