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Surrounded by  beige-

 

Seas  scrubbed Free of expression-

 

C’est la Vie

 

Fluer du Mal.

 

Contemplation

 

of the minds

 

whose souls

 

are lost to the distraction

 

of broken parables.

 

exposed

 

in drunken ramblings.

 

High on the scene

 

in a

 

travelogue of adjectives

.

Too see through society.

 

The self proclamation

 

of hipsters

 

daring not.

 

Too be seen –

 

in looks of black disdain-

 

being bored  out of habit.

In the company of

 

sycophants hanging on to

 

their last stand.

 

The system is a cancer

 

that kills us all.

 

It was said;

 

Who needs a flag

 

to live in harmony.

 

There is no peace

 

in silent suffrage.

 

There is no beauty

 

under the sword.

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