Wednesday, December 27, 2017

poem of the day December 27


Drips seeping
from rigid fountains
All primed with hate
Left hate
Right hate
Hike the money ball greed
The great fish bowl fight
over the flavored water 
both need to breath
Seems really strange
so much emotional pain
used to spike convenient  morality
while we lose the soul
without knowing it
one drop at a time

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