Pursued Pest

One Crash At A Time - Poem by Pursued Pest

Its always the same
And its getting so lame
Dont know how to start nor to end
All these empty words intruded in a frame

No matter how dumm I feel
I go on and compare with others
Carefull not to ' steel '

Conservative tin cans
Draggin a trauma
Sado mazo fans
Wona swimm, wona live a life
But not using both hands?

Glory endless bureacracy with transparency
Raping intimacy and privacy
Laying laws like bricks
A child already born as a criminal
Parents looking like twins

Trying to edit a soul
Nothing much there
Just drilled a hole

My apologies to scolars
Education, what can I say
Didnt read many books
Its all on the net now
And I try to stay away

Bulding up a studio
building up a prison

fast food.

Topic(s) of this poem: culture, despair, epic, future, hate, hope, life, peace

Form: Epic

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 21, 2016

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 19, 2017

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