Poem: Great Britain 2008

Friday, June 20th, 2008

squeeze me
watch me
control my every move

monitor me closely
punish me
make me bleed

treat me like a terrorist
preach to me
persuade me of my sins

turn on the cameras
tell me what’s right
but being poor I have no rights

track me
sack me
modify me

force me not to smoke
or drink
use laws instead to make me choke

denounce the fat
praise the thin
smelling a rat, the sheep still grin


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