Modern●Sorrow~
Sad world~
Our smile is sad
Yellowed and cracked
Our bones burned to ashes
Our backs bent to tank-flashes
Peace hiding in the woods—of the green heart
The soil denied and refused to drink our blood
Died of our thirst and dryness
The beautiful species, half ‘lying’ on a shiny, greasy dish
And half strives for attention, in the fancy garbage
As the stray rats digging in the bottom of a trash can
And the others decorating our walls and labeling skins
Cheaply! Manufactured on our seats for the gateway carpet
Sad world. Sad and dry and pathetic
And lack of every meaning of the word—‘ethic.’
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And I live in this world●
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