the Sun and the Stars

Disgusted by poverty

My children own property

My Father went in for the kill

 

We call it an oddity

The reds want apologies

My daughters are scrambling for pills

 

My brother got cancelled

My sister’s on benzos

I think it’s the sun and the stars

 

To never consider the structures from hither

Not even when stuck behind bars

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