Fat Cats

Fat Cats

A Poem by Kirsty Woodward

what it takes to be soft 

in a world that is constantly trying to solidify you

we are watched 

we are timed 

education and places of work 

are crushing the bones 

airing out the soul of creativity 

hearts bleed 

people scream 

and I suffocate 

under the weight 

of capitalism. 

© 2016 Kirsty Woodward


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wow, i hear ya on this one....so robotic we have become...such followers of thought...where has all the creativity gone? "gone to graveyards every one, when will we ever learn, when will we ever learn?" (peter paul and mary)

we must wake up and start screaming to be flexible again.

Posted 8 Years Ago


So true. It's always about the money. Gotta get that money no matter what. What a different world it would be if we weren't just cogs in a big wheel. Very sad. Nice job. Like the title and your observations.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Kirsty Woodward

8 Years Ago

We're doing something wrong here Pete. Thanks for the comment. Always appreciated.

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Kirsty Woodward
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Nottingham, United Kingdom, United Kingdom



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