The Cure

• Artist: King of Trash
• Description: I was walking through wallmart, and marveling at all the horibbly fat, lazy, and snobish people there... I eventually wrote this poem because of them...
• Date: 08/15/2009
• Tags: cure

Rotting, Rusting, Spewing smoke,
This world is sure to slowly choke...

Litter, Trash, Piles of junk,
The earth smells like putrid skunk...

Filled with cancer, Terminally ill,
We hump and eat, as earth stands still.

Mud and Filth in a giant pig sty,
The virus is here, and it must die...

This world is decaying, that is for sure,
Human extinction is the only cure...

Comments

[Medicinal Fried Chicken]

i feel that way whenever i hear about some other horrible thing happening in the world... or when i see fat people at wallmart, that works too XD

[RaorKittie]

The world is just doomed. u . u
Nice poem. c:

[ThisIsMyDeathbed_x]

i love it xD other that the itches (my all time faves), i think this is your best work so far . I love the way you can take emotion and add it to a poem through the use of description biggrin 5/5