Disposable Poem

These disposable Hopes

in a disposable age

oh please help me dispose

of this imposing cage

I sit all alone

in my disposable home

and call a disposable friend

on my disposable phone

and the disposable people

who will dispose me as friend

all follow the fashions of

disposable trends

My grirlfriend is disposable and likewise am I

i feel so disposed of, its making me cry

these tears I dispose

 into a disposable paper plate

of the takeaway meal

that I just ate

Oh take me away

from these takeaway times

take me to the land

where the sun always shines

and where love lasts forever

where good things will last

oh take me away, please take me, fast.

Please take me away

and recycle my soul

take me away, and make me whole

Oh if i was wise and if I was clever

I would make something to last forever.