Treasure Island

Benjamin Michael Clark

(06/22/90 / Mattydale, NY)

Bacteria


Overpopulation
Creates immense
Frustration
They're everywhere-
The people
& All the power
Is in the hands
of the upperclass
I have to bust
My ass just to eat
& There are people
Crawling on the street
Who can't find any
Food to feed their kids
Who don't even have
Shoes on their feet
Where is God
When the Devil is
Screaming through
The sky like the
Loudest siren
I can hear them coming
For you
For me
So run
Or you'll be in
The hands of
The cannibals

Submitted: Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, December 25, 2013
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