The Hard Road Out Of Hell

When we got no choice
And we can't speak our voice
When it smells like hell
And you just wanted to yell

With there stupid broken policy
And nonsense system you see
You've got to stand up and admit
That you've got nothing to say but "Sh*t!"

With all the money corrupted under their skin
They'll make your clueless head spin
And their unprofessional attitudes
Must pull down their disappointing aptitudes

I've got no choice but not to adjourn
In my state that I really like to mourn
It's easy to enter in this unescapable
Making my mind deliriously unstable

I have wanted to burn this into ashes
And sooner, leave this school of fishes
Because the longer you stay
The more you die in a day

Author's Note

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Reviews

[BlaqkShadow]

Wow, I love the powerful anger in this poem, it's something I can relate to very strongle. I am also sick of the misery and corruption in the world, but with creative and free thinking spirits like you there is no need to fear too much :D Wonderful work, definitely one of my favourites of yours XxXx

[Ross Emerson Realino]

Oh, thank you very much for your constructive feedback about my poem. :)