Oh, how we laughed! at your service
at your rights, accumulated credits...
at your scars, at your skin, skinned from inside out.
Fulfilling your own agenda.
Oh, how we laughed! at your armies
at your plastic little soldiers, at your feelings...
at your carpets, at your vomit, whiskey bottles.
Empty glasses, without traces.
Oh, how we laughed! at your distance
Distant, at your calls, at your cause,
Fullfilling your cruel agenda.
Oh, how we laughed! at your children,
born at stake, never there
Oh, how we laughed! at your placenta,
your cold-blooded trophies, your agenda.
Oh, how we laughed, at your agenda.
Oh, how we laughed.
This is a novel abstract poem, I decided to write, so as to describe a specific kind of person; one of the worst ones!
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