The futile age old dream
Life clambers for the sun
A constant moving stream
The rabid and foaming run
Expel the curdled cream
For work has just begun
A welcome sight to feast
Pockets full of tendons
Crammed down throats deceased
The retching sound heard reckons
Feed the newborn beasts
Unknowing the time beckons
Honey drops a taste to trial
On mangled teeth with force
Inevitably sweet turns the bile
meals enamoured with remorse
Rot and shape to form denial
Morbidity is now the course
Surveying the viscera by worth
With puckered eyes unblinking
Guzzled by the gallon from birth
Caught in the joyful act of winking
By offering the masses their mirth
You remove the burden of thinking
Packaged products fly by night
Each over processed by degree
A raw surge waves against right
Harps the notes upon the sea
Savour each morsel sound bite
Delivered to homes thought free

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    1. Thanks. Although this archive week was my lowest week for readers in a year πŸ€” people can watch friends reruns a hundred times but I do it once… 😏🀣

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  1. This is an excellent poem Mouse with so many wonderful lines that hit right to the bone! πŸ˜β€οΈπŸ‘ But 2 lines which stood out to me in particular were:
    “By offering the masses their mirth
    You remove the burden of thinking.” πŸ‘Œβ€οΈπŸ‘

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    1. Thank you. I was a little bitter about something, can’t remember what in particular made me write this.
      Funny, when you take those two lines it makes me think if brave new world. πŸ‘

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  2. For goodness sake…*dramatically throws paper into the air*
    This is blooding outstanding Mouse πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ Damn! Really glad you’re sharing some of your past work.

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