The human disease By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
Oh What a pretty planet
We are so lucky to inhabit
Yet we kill it with this human disease
As we fill it's river's with blood
And the mountain trails with tears
Oh What a cute little country we have
Yet it's libraries are filled with lies
It's populace with blind folded eyes
Sheep sent to slaughter with smiles
Freedom dying and babies crying
Oh the Soulless savages on the political stage
That only Want our hearts and minds in a cage
Rather have you dumb and washing dishes
Insteadof thinking and chasing your ambitions
So long as you Ignore them burning our world
Oh What a handsome house you have
With a big car in the long drive
People in it you can't be sure are alive
Trophy wives and suit wearing winners
Sweetly succumbing to sex and money
Oh What a tasteful television you own
With distasteful disasters filling its screen
phoney plastic people being part of the scene
Filling our dead heads with false dreams
that are just their money making schemes
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