We Choose; poetry from Cork
Hereditary compulsion perhaps,
Burning desire more than likely,
Circumstantial I suppose,
People choose, I Choose,
We Choose,
God religion, Jesus and sex, pornographical images,
Dollars and war,
Vegetarian, veganism,
Lies and truth look very similar,
Are they identical twins?
Maybe conjoined,
Severed, by our conscious guilt,
Blaming, controlling fucking weird,
Be us, be you,
Take a pick now or piss off.
Global warming,
Global freezing,
Give us your fucking money,
Fake eradication will commence,
Swine flu deadly,
This is for your own good,
Take your damn medicine,
A spoonful of sugar
Will make it all go away,
Masses of robots packed into sardine tins
Worry worry
Hurry hurry
I’ll just laugh at the machines.
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