#poem #poetry #voice #writer #honest #letitout #compaints #people #society #wind #nature #humor
Wicked winds,
stop bustin my ass’
The winds take me under your spell
you wicked nay-sayer
teller of lies to the people
I wonder how you sleep at night
knowing the world
is dying
one by one
while you rest on your throne
and watch us die
you’re lucky,
you can change the channel whenever you want,
but our remote
is out
of batteries
don’t lie,
you know it’s true
there aren’t enough monkies in the world
to devise such an evil mockery
impish to say the least
well, i don’t want to die
so, what do you need,
sir?
reprobate
the wolves
have a better howl
yours is just
a giggle
Windy one
you blow me away
woosh
powerful words and right on the mark
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Thank you Beth! 🙂
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