Shrinking Truth

                                                                             We prove mere oil fires couldn't do it,
                                                                             But still they tell us, "
Nothing to it."
                                                                             We must have an urge to feed
                                                                             Some deep unsated human need.
                                                                             For that we have to complicate
                                                                             The simple story of the state.

                                                                             But this member of the rabble
                                                                             Has had it with their psychobabble.
                                                                             I, for one, am not beguiled
                                                                             By talk about my inner child.
                                                                             Please correct me if I'm wrong,
                                                                             But justice is the need that's strong.

                                                                             David Martin



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