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Nov 2018
Pinned to a planet that weeps in the rain, seeps with the pain,
Locked to a species that just can't decide how it can hide,
Swallowing words which choke in the bile, can't reconcile,
Led by clowns who roar from the rear, shuffeling clear,
Wallowing well in values from Hell, can't you all tell?
Lies fly around in gathering piles, see them for miles,
see them for miles.
Pain now enbenched in the poor found entrenched,
Bickering, snide,twixt neighbours abide,
Losing the grip as values let slip.

I'm rocked by the way it's all falling apart, breaking my heart,
Breaking my heart!

M.
20 November 2018
Marshal Gebbie
Written by
Marshal Gebbie  79/M/"Foxglove",Taranaki, NZ
(79/M/"Foxglove",Taranaki, NZ)   
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   --- and Stephen E Yocum
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