Best Class War Poems
No War But Class WarHow do you view yourself?
Steady gaze that drags you into the puddle.
The rains have unleashed what remains underneath the facade of metropolitan dazzle.
Puddles black as the pupils that gaze into the sewers,
Bodies descend into the horrors
Ammonia and methane, lungs that burn and smoke that...
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Categories:
class war, anger, angst,
Form:
Free verse