We Live, We Yuan – Mwangi Ichung’wa



Time is bullshit,

Lead paint is poison,

Baby formula is toxic,

Like my heart


Responses are plastic,

Their small pieces ready,

For you to choke on,

Swallow gurgle and spit,

Package it and sell it on


I’m like that guy at Tiananmen,

Waiting to get run over,

I’m cheap like your friend’s fake Rover,

Doing things undercover,

And falling short of ten


But things could be finer,

Like history that reads,

While we were still trading in beads,

Everything else was being made in China


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