Large Heads

Large heads The Modern Slavery Crisis Must Be Addressed. Calling on all poets for an urgent meet-up The Pied Piper has surfaced again in this world. On this occasion, he is dressed in a Jojo Armani suit. He never drinks bottled water from the guest tables He questions the labels, he questions the cell phones He reacts to the earplug in their ears It brought on a wave of sadness, What is this madness? He said under his breath! He looked across at the audience, And whisper how convenient! Stand up, stand up, stand up for your rights Did this new generation go down without a fight? No pointed hats, but why so many large heads? Here ye hear ye, hear ye, have the men and women This generation sold their souls for honey. Misery is a life sentence in which love company, That is why he called the meetup today, per se, Cats and dogs will never be friends, he said in an unknown language Timekeepers cannot stop time, time will run out, Large heads will Strunk because it filled with air, Great leaders of the world, I welcome you all. But I am not Bob the builder, I can't shape your future I am the Pied Piper: