Recession. Poem by Roy Storey

Recession.



Millions of
dreams slip
down the tube.
As the world dies.
From the lies.
We have been told.
Of the dreams
we were sold.
now there is
notthing untill
tomorrow.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Roy Storey

Roy Storey

10 september 1939
Close
Error Success