Plastic
What is this fascination I find so drastic a devil's game we all call plastic,
Plastic flowers plastic chairs plastic gum on side walks and stairs
plastic animals plastic toys plastic girls and plastic boys plastic parents everywhere with plastic phones stuck to their brains, this world could be so fantastic but everywhere is full of plastic, plastic sex for plastic pleasure plastic art we now call treasure plastic cars and plastic trees it's not hard to see we have a disease , for plastic money we sell our time in a plastic world full of crime, it could make you laugh if it wasn't so drastic people walking round heads full of plastic, plastic oceans oceans die plastic plates for plastic food , plastic thoughts that only think of growth growth of sicknesses growth of despair growth of fear, this world really could be fantastic if we could only ditch our love of plastic, plastic bags to hold your plastic that holds your desires from your shopping spree it's all plastic, a plastic civilisation on its knees with its arms held out plastic please.
Copyright © Clint Greenhowe | Year Posted 2022
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