Working hard Beaten down Few rewards I start to frown Am I human? Or am I cattle? Some beast of burden Prone to prattle? My body aches My back, my knees I go to rest, they say “Get up, please” No reward Nor hope of pay Not on time Not on the day But workContinue reading “Like A Work Horse!”
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Virtual Rage
My fingers are quick And as I type My blood pressure rises Along with my hype I cannot be quiet I will not cope When they’d rather give out blame When they should be giving hope I’m virtually raging Trolling trolls Typing the good fight No matter what rolls I roast and roil Fuming withContinue reading “Virtual Rage”
Down the way faring waterfall
Take your bad dreams Your fears, Your doubts Take them down to the winding river Set them in the water, And watch them go Down, down, down Till the river tips, The water bends, And then they fall, Nightmares, fears, doubts and all, Down the wayfaring waterfall.
When the world falls
When the world falls And the bulkheads break, Will we still look for a hero Amongst all the fakes? Will we stand tall And confront calamity Will we be able to find An escape from insanity? We can hope for the best But prepare for the worst All ends are beginnings Not the last ofContinue reading “When the world falls”
The sorry state
Millions for others But nothing for us Our government is looting us Leaving us to go bust. Want an education? Well fuck you, Give that funding to police And incarceration! If you hate how things are Fuck you again! Only two parties to choose Only two to choose So choose how you die Starving orContinue reading “The sorry state”
They keep their hands clean
They keep their hands clean We work in the shit They keep their hands clean We work in the shit They keep their chins high We hang our heads low They keep their chins high We hang our heads low They keep their chins high!!! 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡 While we work they destroy What little we haveContinue reading “They keep their hands clean”
The state of things
The state of things They could be better, can’t they? Hope to freakin’ God They stop getting worse!!
To My Brothers in Arms
To my brothers in arms, respect To my sisters of mercy, kindness To the sons of liberty, respect To the daughters of freedom, love To my family, hope To my enemies, destruction -If you haven’t guessed I get really political at times! Hard not to when an entire government of upper class men is tryingContinue reading “To My Brothers in Arms”
The Dust, the Dust
The dust, the dust Please pardon the dust It won’t stop anything, In that I will trust. All over the curtains The books, the halls! I must start to cleaning Lest it cover us all!!
The Throne
A poem I thought up today at work. Most of my ideas come when I’m active. This one is a kind of protest poem. Till next time!
Studio CreatiV: The Writings and poetry of Dustin Plank 