Silliness, And Its Soapbox Poem by james watkin

Silliness, And Its Soapbox



Silliness, and its soapbox
Gullible world, up-stood!
What has, without being heard
Never left us; one word!

Love, peace, what's best for all
However exercised
Its staple advocating.
Needless debating!

That's all fine, on the surface;
For a soppy-faced herd!
To Conscience, unanswerable.
Of sense, none reasonable.

Monday, September 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: world
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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