Poetic Plague Doctor

Category: Short goodies

  • Listen

    I’m so tried in my joints Sore in my very marrow Everywhere I look there’s no shouts of joy Only mournful cries of sorrow

  • Medicine

    Numb, numb My tongues turned dumb My hearts turned to stone but the pain isn’t gone I’ve tried to fight it Now I throw down my arms My efforts do no good and do much harm

  • Shallow Bowl

    Pour my suffering into a shallow bowl, see your own reflection

  • Good Intentions

    I stare at the lights as the rain pours, it soaks me to the bone as I lie on the floor. I don’t remember how I got here, my intentions were so pure. But that’s how it begins, trying to win Ending on the wrong side of a ’44

  • Mental Machinations

    Of the horrible things in store, your mind creates so much more and you will no doubt find your moan a sub-par companion when your alone

  • Let Them Eat Wings

    Sighs for the livingTears for the dead People once full of foodAre full of sickness instead Children starving in the streetThough there’s plenty of food to eatIt’s always just out of reachBecause this world’s founding principle MoneyMoneyMoney Tears for the livingSighs for the dead This world is not kindSo many are not fed Why waste…