False ChoicesA Poem by The Poet of Black WingsHave you ever felt like you're not in control? Like, somehow, no matter what you do, you have no impact, Or say, of how things go?
I think you have. I think you do. Everyday...
And we just try and push it to the back. To forget.
Pick between this crook, or this idiot to lead you. Choose a college, get a degree. Or don't. Either way, no job. Eat this company's food, or that one's. They're both grown by the same people anyway. You can only paint your house blue or white. Don't like it? Too f*****g bad. You live, in a false dichotomy.
Every choice, From the kind of place you live, Down to the what shoes you put on in the morning. It's been predetermine, For years. All the little chooses you make, That cute little hula girl on your dash, You mobile carrier. It's all bullshit.
And we know it. And we do nothing, About it. Nothing. Nothing at all. © 2016 The Poet of Black Wings |
StatsAuthorThe Poet of Black WingsAbouti hope my poems, among other writings, will speak for me. Edit - Full disclosure, if you ask me to read something, I will, and I'll be brutally honest about what I think about it. So, be ready for .. more..Writing
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