look below where they play

up
on a mountain i stood
Looking at the things below.
Only the sombre glare of empty plastic.
d r a g g i n g
in
the
wind.
Visionaries
had lost their sight .

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below where they play, or below where they weep, and die? This one's deep, nice job.

 

plastic people with plastic thoughts, they never now what it means to weep and to die, its all a game to be played, and the one who laughs best laughs last.
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