Make Some Noise


Bums living in the bushes
At 66 and May
Girls only want to play
The boys
Have their toys
We need to all 
Be making some noise

Uncle Sam plays war
The president tells it
Like they tell him to
9/11 was an inside job
I’m telling you its true

Trees bend in the wind
This dirty air
Its such a sin
Birds don’t get to high
Before they fall from the sky
Haven’t we seen a butterfly

On the top
We are just toys
Shouldn’t we 
Be making some noise

By: Minister Peacefulpoet (word witch) 2/26/18


This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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