please

the drama of this world
are the imbecile people

flow infinite rivers of ink
about them for nothing

evilest, it's for they have
most contagious malady

their affection is named
fame, – power, – money

in their hypocrisy, we are
classed as abject caprices

their pervert style gave us
even a social status kind

we scream we're human,
they see just animals in us

life got abbreviated to be
an absenting way to think

robotized, we wake, we eat,
we percolate, we go to work

we do kids and educate 'em
that life is hard, it's agony

everything that's beautiful
we implemented, calling it

…poetry

yet, accompanied by a tune
is tagged to please a dream


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