Onfire short poem

Uploaded by Peter Kiggin

A snowflake lands on barbed wire
A world emotionless stretched by a liar
A freedom of speech when it’s truth we desire
A preacher can preach but I’m not for hire
A ruling class made by slavery minimum wage provider
A crust is earned now here is your pocket money get wiser
A monopolisation on everyone by very few rough rider
A belief is a dangerous contention when this gun is on fire

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Peter Kiggin

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I am a poet through and through and anyone that tells you different you must deny it and slap them across the face very roughly indeed. I love the normal things in life and turning them into mysterious meaningful emotionally attached fascinating object or subjects.
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