Stale Smoke & Broken MirrorsA Poem by Phill Oz O'feeWhat a mess...Stale Smoke & Broken Mirrors To wreck a sane system With counterfeit tears Political prognosticators Start to jeer and sneer Propagating dust fusty Dark atmosphere of fear Viciously venom vaping Thick clouds of deception They try to convince us Theirs is a true perception Nearly as comparable to An immaculate conception But the whole scene today Makes me so apprehensive With self-opinionated drivel In such unvarying offensive Puts me securely positioned On an unremitting defensive Copyright @ Phillozofee 2019 © 2019 Phill Oz O'feeFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on September 7, 2019 Last Updated on September 7, 2019 AuthorPhill Oz O'feeWinchester, Hampshire, England, United KingdomAboutI am caught in a time spiral of confusion; that period we all experience between birth and death. Somewhere inside hides a poet, writer, lyricist and/or whatever, laying dormant and suppressed by s.. more..Writing
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