poetry

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the world is about to end

arabs confusing

bombs with clothes.

Meaty Americans

wallow in

acidic soda

it rusts

in their stomachs.

Β 

africa is strewn

with squabbling – these

black boys were once

waving wooden swords

and (shields)

now ak47s pelvic pistols

crowd their clothes

Β 

the Chinese don’t speak

they just work in the

factories.

they solder lives

to technology (based)

on information.

Β 

the British fear the sun

and the chance things

could go wrong.

contagiouscommonwealth

a steady tradition

chases them into trains

buries the religion

Β 

the Earth drains, people

only notice severe smokers

cow gas blasts in the

lonely ozone

Β 

humans want to get

laid, and-

play their game,

buy a BulgingBigMac

forget the

minutes.

Β 

Β 

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PhilosopherPoet

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