Saturday, February 8, 2014

POEM: "Freedom without order does not exist"

Freedom Without Order Does Not Exist

Hell is hands without feet
Order, order, I want to order

Freedom is there taking a nap
Lord it all went hell for leather

Fools the same as you and me
Hell is balls without a band

A sunset for once the autistic see
5 years since you were translated

Some jungle shit but wait a bit
The monkeys, they all come down.

© 2014 Rob Schackne

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