Sunday, February 21, 2010

Material Gain Attempt at Vilanel Poem #2 form poem

Material Gain

The breeding of humans is not hard to master
Each day they create more and Obama, spending enough money has no resources to educate them
They spew expletives when those in Haledon gather

My father's eyes are green and blue, judgmental and the deciphering of filth
When he awakes, he brings me back to the nature of reality
His semi-suppressed anger for the society's ways are probably do to unscrupulous, tasteless business man's wealth

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