Frank Guglietta Poet Free verse

Blind Sheep

Everyone's mind is a wet rag
soaked by suige water;
              that the rich flush down
their gold toilets.

             While we starve ourselves
with cheap jobs,
recieving cheap pay

So we can pay off
 a house for the next 30 years... 

but we will call it home 

Our homes sit on 
their royal grid. Watching us
from above

Laughing,
            
as we go to grab
the false answer everytime it's dangled.

Us sheep have one purpose

to make the kings and queens 
drown with riches 
            basking in their chair of 
power.

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Poet Destroyer A February 12, 2013 at 7:46 AM wow... Frank, i don't want my mind to soak like a rag,,, I'm not much of a job person, cause I'm the kind of gal who leads... I have my own standards, and not much power... however, i do feel laughed at, from above. not as a classified sheep, but SHEpard who lost her sheep... :-(.. anyways, a good poem..one will bask in their own heat.. always~ LINDA