a world replete with words
thronging on the last like swords
now only hangs on change
a word far out of their range,
Coarse-wailing it everywhere
without a slight fair fear
it holds tons cements
than the outlook presents.
Million mouths spit it out
so we're exhausted,
the eyes hunger for it loud
no trust for the mouth,it's busted!
give us a taste
clear and raw without paste,
we need to see
lawless and free!
No comments:
Post a Comment