Words will be written.
Thoughts will be told,
Information put forward.
Dreams bought and sold.
Tales of Inspiration.
Gutter-trash news.
Chaotic Information.
Informants ruse.
Politicians false pledge
Juggling board
Politics on the edge.
Should they fall on their sword?
Do they never blunder?
This Pie-crust elite
Information to wonder
While they're dragging their feet.
Our earth, our nation
With over fished ocean.
De-forestation.
No sun without lotion.
Extinction of the wild
The draining of fuel
No food for a child
The greed of the cruel.
This world where we live,
Earthquake and Tsunami
Have we nothing to give,
terrorised from the sea.
Maybe acid filled rain
don't forget Global-Warming
Is this world that we drain
perhaps giving a Warning.
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 1:13 PM UTC
Words will be written.
Thoughts will be told,
Information put forward.
Dreams bought and sold.
Tales of Inspiration.
Gutter-trash news.
Chaotic Information.
Informants ruse.
Politicians false pledge
Juggling board
Politics on the edge.
Should they fall on their sword?
Do they never blunder?
This Pie-crust elite
Information to wonder
While they're dragging their feet.
Our earth, our nation
With over fished ocean.
De-forestation.
No sun without lotion.
Extinction of the wild
The draining of fuel
No food for a child
The greed of the cruel.
This world where we live,
Earthquake and Tsunami
Have we nothing to give,
terrorised from the sea.
Maybe acid filled rain
don't forget Global-Warming
Is this world that we drain
perhaps giving a Warning.
3rd August 2011 Posted Aug 25th 2014 © Copyright Christopher K Bayliss 2014.
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