The System. Poem by Ripper Jones
The System.
The affront of those people
Who come well before beauty
They are the controllers
They exemplify deceit
Don't upset the system we're always told
Cast in the grey of corporation mould
We don't know it 'cos no one's told
They entertain the people
And it all works splendidly
But with eyes wide open we still can't see
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art,greed
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