What they do
Force us to our knees,
What they don’t do
Is address our needs,
They have us
Where they want us,
Forced to rely
On those who lead,
And while they harvest
Their greed and dishonesty,
We are left to bleed
In a life of misery and poverty,
And they wonder why
We are so fucking angry.
Dream. Explore. Discover.
Luis Santiago Calle Quirós
Supermassive black hole poetry.
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旅行記、ゴルフ、ドローン映像など自由気ままな内容/Travel, Golf, Drone etc.
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We live in a society filled with a mixture of emotions. The way we get to handle these emotions, defines our character.
You can lead your generation
AbolitionSuperstition
Fotografias e palavras percorrem o mundo de mãos dadas.
A deep dive into various lives.
Her side hustle is dubious at best. But she's in love.
Where is the line between creative contemplation and riling rumination?
Dream. Explore. Discover.
Luis Santiago Calle Quirós
Supermassive black hole poetry.
Just another WordPress.com weblog
Blog poetycki Tomasza Kuciny
旅行記、ゴルフ、ドローン映像など自由気ままな内容/Travel, Golf, Drone etc.
WRITER/POET/ACTIVIST
We live in a society filled with a mixture of emotions. The way we get to handle these emotions, defines our character.
You can lead your generation
AbolitionSuperstition
Fotografias e palavras percorrem o mundo de mãos dadas.
A deep dive into various lives.
Her side hustle is dubious at best. But she's in love.
Where is the line between creative contemplation and riling rumination?
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