I See You Wankers Poem by Dean Meredith

I am free & fat
Half slave

I see the aeroplane
In my high blue sky

Through clouds it goes
Across my hope-filled way

From one side
To a distant other

We wait
Another second, minute

Hour, day, month
Year, decade, quadrillion

I wonder how it flies?
So heavy

All that power
Keeping it up

For the shareholders
For the family

All those appearances
The PR work

My hospital grievances
My self-pity

Just like I told her
I have every disease invented

For my popularity contests
For my crowd-funding pages

I am free & fat
Half slave

I see the aeroplane
In my high blue sky