This isn’t the end, because it isn’t better.
Don’t allow yourself to become gripped
by the cold hand of panic,
we can assure you this
horror show
will not continue long.
No worries or fear
that this landslide of depravity and
pestering, supercilious silliness
will be the be all and end all
of all we know and are.
Have faith in a power
that’s merciful,
with good taste,
who will give this place
a thorough scrubbing
before the curtain falls.
There’s a lot of broken glass
and promises laying about:
a lot of empty, used toilet rolls,
toilet bowls, and toilet humour
left lying in the ditches.
And the rubbled buildings,
they’re hanging from the trees,
alongside the effigies
of our leaders we deemed dull.
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Writer. Artist. Performer. A little boy dreaming of the stars.
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