Games Poem by Bryan Seyffert
Games
Frustration building
There is no ceiling
To the crookedness their wielding
So tired of this feeling
Powerless and yielding
Looking for the way
To make it all ok
The games the leaders play
There's a tribute we must pay
To make life bearable day by day
so true.. the frustration and anger with our ability to do nothing... good write!
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Turn your back on the ghoul and it will be powerless