I am angry…
I am angry at myself. I am angry at you. I am angry at this entire planet because it’s not enough, from me from you from anybody. The limitless potential we hold not just as individuals but as a species, we squander. How do we fill our time? We only waste it.
So I wrote a poem.
F***s to give.
Fuck the system, fuck this society, proud to be human I ain’t proud of no nationality
Fuck monarchs fuck bureaucracy don’t like it get fucked by democracy
Fuck roles, fuck gender fuck being a bread winner or sandwich maker
Fuck race, fuck genetics your mother is my sister and its all inherited
Fuck war, fuck oil its all just a facade and to the victor go the spoils
Fuck faith, fuck religion love thy neighbour but control is their ultimate mission
Fuck illness, fuck “disability” why is human value based upon working capital
Fuck sex, fuck sexuality fuck who you want, consensual and it doesn’t matter to me
Fuck global warming, fuck state lies care about the children but allowing them to die
Fuck the rich, fuck poverty if this world is bottom up then who really deserves credibility
Fuck you, fuck me too what are we doing here there’s things we need to do.
I am a mentally struggling but aspiring poet from Preston, Lancashire, UK. I write poetry to fill my time and occupy my convoluted mind.
