Politick

Politick

A Poem by ikibala222
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Hey, Americans? Why aren't you mortified? Becausethe bedtime stories told by Fox News have happy endings?

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They’ve been saying it

since time began!

the world is coming to

an.

end.

The sky is falling,

and like Chicken Little,

little chickens

whine in the wind.

but.

then.

who is this man?

who are these men?

they cluck and peck

like rabid hens,

growing their hoard

of corn and bread.

just.

pretend.

the sky is clear without a star

wish on satellites and war

welcome change

without a dress

and when the sun begins to shine,

The

end?

Decline.

© 2013 ikibala222


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Added on June 13, 2013
Last Updated on June 13, 2013
Tags: storybook, Politics, hope, change, pollution, greed, social commentary, experimental

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ikibala222
ikibala222

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I'm just some kid trying to make her name as some sort of female bukowski wannabe type thing. sue me! more..

Writing
Quiet. Quiet.

A Poem by ikibala222