Really I can't be fucked
To rant, shout and cry
It's not a writer block
It just I can't be fucked
Any longer anymore
The unending cycle
Of catastrophes
Be they Manmade or natural
Leave me cold
I don't care any more if
Another politician turns out
To be as corrupt as another
Who cares?
So and so had sex with so and so
Harassment case or not?
Karma has its day
The poor see their welfare diminished
So the big end of town profit
Good luck to them
The rich criminal gets out of prison
Justice is no more
A country invades another
A genocide ensues
Red blood is spilled
On both side
Every one knows
Who's to blame
But no one cares
All around
Emotional and intellectual
Batteries are flat
Where is the plug?
Lucette C. Bailliet
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