KVETCH, COMPLAIN, DEMAND
The theme song of modern man:
Kvetch, complain and demand!
Are you serious, my man?
No way, no how, blame is their game.
Doing nothing for humanity, just driven to shame.
Twisted souls, tormented by needs.
Not realizing they, themselves are pictures of greed.
Wanting a world with nary a synagogue or a steeple.
Just muttering masses of kvetch, complain and demand sheeples!
June 8, 2020
Poem # 1229
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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