Chinese Proverb: Everyone needs 6 friends.
You visit each according to your need to balance your view of life.
One richer, one poorer,
One happier, one sadder,
One organised, one messy.
I’m Fairy Talulah Tilly Plumcake
My Brother’s Glasgow Rio Pilkington Blake
We’re beautiful spoiled and incredibly rich
Daddy’s a footballer and Mummy’s a bitch.
We talk like Essex and look like L.A.
But we don’t talk much ‘cos we’ve nothing to say.
I practice being sulky and he looks fierce.
We’ve tatts all over and everything’s pierced.
Half the world is poor and starving you know –
it made us so sad we got addicted to Blow.
Ever so depressed so I slit my wrists
‘n Glasgow got an ASBO for using his fists.
He got so mad he put 10 million on red.
I’m now on heroin and wish I was dead.
It’s not our fault that we turned out wrong
and I don’t know what we’ll do when the money’s all gone.
Growling with emptiness their
stomachs are burning with weakness
they are hungry.
Staring at their un-easiness
their bulging bellies retrieving us
it seems so defeat less
This hunger; this depleted health
melting on the meek
The wealthy turn their heads
stuffing their mouths with the dead
homeless and poor, alone they are
writhing in pain.
Fulfilling the stomach on greed
is disastrous, when hunger seems
so vast, so immediate and
where’s the shame?
All of this world’s bounty wasted
on the meaningless — the insane.
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