We've been set up to proficiency lose,
Pick your poison, what will you choose?
Arguing over football teams, swigging booze,
BBC hate God and you'll still watch their news.
Chasing after women, girls gripped your soul,
What does it really take to make us feel whole?
Move forward positively but what's the end goal?
Earth's a human farm filled with firm control.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Online) - Published: January 26th, 2026 02:07
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Good write SM.
Thanks pal.
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