Poems from TheBigGamboolar
Capitalist hellscape,
Materialist wastes,
Humanity eroded,
Our values sold,
The spiritual locked away,
Job description; slave,
Imagination...
The world is but a circus,
It's people are just clowns,
I am a conducter,
I can't do much with clowns,
But if you come and play my tune,
We...