pied pipered

everyone wants a slice
of the pie, every single one
and only a few do or can;
for most it's pie in the sky
a minority majority have
for centuries kept this so
now we're told that pie
is not quite good for us
our buckets are empty
'til the day that we die


Poetry by arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-02-10 at 08:21

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