Sport

A Poem by But,itis,theend

Politics reduced to sport. How similar to history are we?

We just get to live it this time. This now.

The swirling vacuous whirlwind

Blowing down streets

Touched by idiocy

Spans the generations

An absolute refusal

To learn

About anything of interest

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Added on August 31, 2018
Last Updated on August 31, 2018

Good place to let it fly. I wish only to let it go. more..

Adhd?

Blood

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