Progressive sadnessA Poem by Pendantry
A response to a poetic interlude
There’s no ‘fair’ divide ‘tween rich and poor.
I may be fed, but others need more.
We are promised change, progress to the win:
But it all ends in lies, while we’re spoon-fed spin.
These are some things that do make me mad
And perhaps explain why I feel so sad.
© 2012 Pendantry
Added on March 4, 2012
Last Updated on March 4, 2012
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