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The Securit of Regulation
A Poem by
Creative Disturbance
The Security of Regulation You must answer accordingly to my questions- Don’t turn them away. Don’t try to hide the facts by making pr..
Seeds of Destruction
A Poem by
Creative Disturbance
Seeds of Destruction In the hands of men pools the blood of countless The privileged elite sow the seeds of destruction In the heads of the mindl..
Creative Disturbance
A Poem by
Creative Disturbance
Creative Disturbance Sick of expectations Wearing the world thin A dress code of adversity Rots the mind within Cre-ate- ive Dist-urb-ance ..
Fake
A Poem by
Creative Disturbance
Fake Roaches up to my ankles ROACHES UP TO MY ANCLES They crawl up my shin Try to burrow their tiny heads in to my skin Knock knock KNOCK KN..
Accept and Respect
A Poem by
Creative Disturbance
Accept and Respect F**k off with your racist sense of bigotry Are you too deformed to clearly see? That a nation has its means of eating your sou..
St. James Infirmary
A Poem by
Creative Disturbance
St. James Infirmary I went down to the St. James infirmary, To see my baby there, She was stretched out on a long white table, So sweet, so cold..
Kill the Norm
A Poem by
Creative Disturbance
Kill the Norm Everyone wants to fit in somewhere And feel like they belong So they follow the trends and be just like their friends So they end ..
Life is an S.T.D
A Poem by
Creative Disturbance
Life is an STD Sex is pleasure Life is pain Disease is growing Death is my aim Born to live And live to die We will rot in peace In the gra..
A Ballard of a Farmer
A Poem by
Creative Disturbance
A Ballard of a Farmer East of Adelaide city there lived Philip Steel On a farm of two hundred hectares There had been drought for yea..
John Deville
A Poem by
Creative Disturbance
John Deville John Deville was a friend of mine He got married in the spring When the cats lay sleeping in the yard And the lorikeets would sing ..
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