Three Letter Folk

cold fish evil clowns

Cold Fish and Evil Clowns ~ Philip Brent


We have absolutely no idea how our world will change
Despite those who have wild hairs of how to rearrange.
Someone may push a button, start the last of our wars.
Perhaps, we finally see the dream of having flying cars.

What of the three-letter agencies hidden in plain sight,
Who tell us they are around to save us from our plight?
Is that the plight they have caused by their own deceit?
Dirty dough, drugs, guns; more wrong that it’s discreet.

Your mistakes don’t fret; they listen to all that you say.
At least it’s being recorded, to be tallied some fine day.
Until you speak the trigger words only they may know.
Then, you’ll no longer play, no $200.00, don’t pass go.

You may have done nothing wrong but question, think.
In their clutches you’ll give in, confess, turn into a fink.
Just remember, what is wrong is something they decide.
Softly persistent, convey your truth, secrets you confide.


People Over Politics, World Over Wealth!

Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,

Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment

Unite the World!


See more of my creative offerings at:

Philip Brent Harris Fine Art, Digital Art and Photography

cold fish evil clowns

Cold Fish and Evil Clowns ~ Philip Brent


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