Okay, here's a coupple of poems I wrote:
Who are these people?
Who are these people,
Who whine and moan,
Who throw a fuss,
Who bitch and groan?
Who are these ones,
Who dream at night,
Who strive for peace,
Who chose not to fight?
Who are these souls,
Who hurt for fun
Who inflict pain,
Who care for no one?
Who are these guys,
Who endlessly consume,
Who waste their time,
Who bring their doom?
Why, humanity of course.
Capitalism
Questions
1. Why do we work hard for a buck a day?
2. Why is the terror alert always on red?
3. Where are we at war with now?
4. Who are we against this time?
5. Why?
6. Do I get a say in this sordid show?
Answers
1. So you can support your family, come what may.
2. To keep those worried thoughts in you head.
3. That place that thinks it can run itself, they think they know how.
4. International crime.
5. You ask too many questions, why?
6. Oh dear God no.
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