The young man walks through the throng
Oblivious of laughs n' cries
From a crowed smitten of wokeness
To him, all but a dereliction of thought
Seeing tides n' waves of foolishness rise to seats of power
Judges, blinded by avarice
Who'll save us from these human ruins
@02 November 2022
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