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Racism was on sale today

by Johnny Crimson

Pepper their digits
to grab what they want.
Salt their wounds accordingly.
We're all smiling on release day.
By the eve of the following moon,
we're on another line somewhere,
excited to try on the shoes.

Sell milk to the cows.
Drain the youth of their exuberance.
Divide protons with morons
and add up the sum of defeat.

Click "like" and give in.
Click "share" and be mute.
Click my banner.
Click my site.
Fuck my sister.
Bleed my life.
Take my dignity.
Sell me more.
Give me something, I'm a media whore.







03/17/2016

Posted on 03/17/2016
Copyright © 2024 Johnny Crimson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 03/17/16 at 04:28 PM

*****STELLAR***** [A brilliant conception/excellent contemporary work/thanks!]

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/18/16 at 04:48 PM

"Divide protons with morons and add up the sum of defeat." Loved it all, depressing as the reality it, but this line is brilliant.

Posted by George Hoerner on 03/19/16 at 01:08 AM

Depressing or not, we need to know, what is going on in our current civilization! And certainly this is part of it.

Posted by Desdemona Sinestra on 06/15/16 at 11:42 PM

Johnny Crimson for Woke Bae of the Week.

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