SocietyA Poem by B30It's a creative thought of society, my personal thoughts and what I see of it as a whole.
Eyes are dilated
Words are complex Skin tones are reberrated Our music is overrated Ears are blood bags Ghosts are imagination Fractions are penetration Childhood has become a revelation We are the fallen rations Never a chance to witness changes We are the in-sync crowd We ain't loud Our pictures form clouds But we're ants looking out The society is like a human drought Forever fraud Society is a kid It longs to be kicked It is a celebration But we will never be missed It is a transformation There will never be kings Criticism, whoever still cares We are the forefathers, we share People out there, they ain't rare To see people suffering But yet, they still stare
© 2012 B30Author's Note
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StatsAuthorB30SingaporeAboutMy real name is Benny. B30 is my alter-ego in everything I do. I aspire to be pretty much a: director, host, actor, artist, writer and a poet. Although these are just a few, I love writing rhy.. more..Writing
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