Poetry – New Year, Same old Sh@#

[image error]

I was going to try to write a cheery New Year’s poem…oh well, maybe next year.

“New Year, Same Old Shit”

200,000 crowns

could never satisfy

the heads of those

born unto

the spirit of entitlement.

Nor would 200,000 bodies –

as more than that

have already been

stepped over

or kicked aside

by royal feet.

(Poetry by Maranda Russell, Photo via Pixabay)