Orbit Leave a Comment / Unconventional Minimalist Poems about the Human Condition / By Guy Farmer He chokes up when The flag appears or A certain maudlin song plays, Chauvinism welling inside him, Wiping away unrelated tears, Experiencing feelings Conspicuously absent When he’s administering Merciless beatings To the victims in his orbit. Feel Great by Supporting This WebsiteSupport Now Don't Miss My Fabulous Poetry Book Thank you to all the amazing poetry fans worldwide who have bought my book.Buy Now
Can’t Find Qualified Workers Countless prosperous companies Lamenting that they can’t find Qualified workers,…