Staring down at the black, gritted tar road,
Souls darken, Satan sets them up to erode.
There is always hope, head held and kept high,
Watch out when they coyly cover just one eye.
Rules and laws broken by puppet politicians,
But they want us to obey, shut up and listen?
Legitimacy lost amongst a dirty sea of misery,
Overly excited to watch programming on TV?
Righteousness does not wear an expensive suit,
None of these headlines ever seem to compute.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: January 5th, 2025 03:16
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You remind me here of the failure of politicians. There is so much corruption, greed and cover ups. Makes me want to weep. We seem to be swimming in filth. You say it as it is. Well penned.
Yes indeed, it is very sad, thanks very much.
A fair statement of the sad times we live in, controlled by people who have no interest in us at all, very well written
I hope we can see change in our lifetime. Thank you.
You are very welcome
Good write SM.
Thanks pal.
Whatch out for they.
And them lol.
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