poetomachia

10 July 2009 at 11:50 pm

wire

big industrial world
trains and planes
trucks crushing me
the noise a music
for our society
the crowd of humanity
can we find a place to be
squeezing the life out of the trees
these are bitter and twisted
thoughts
sent from the lord
of hopelessness
a cancer upon the earth
a cancer to ourselves

by MattWriks  

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