Subdued Poem by Linda Moore

Subdued



Opinions, those in the know
Wildly swinging to and fro
Puppet Masters, the few, elite
Call common man to gravel at their feet
Discerning, a web of lies
Hiding truth, Humanity cries
Fear humbles, culling the masses
While enforcing the Social Classes

Tuesday, November 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: war
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