What A State!


As I survey a future derelict
I find I’m forced to play the moralist

And even wish to forcibly medicate
These madmen oozing nought but greed and hate

As Hell will have to freeze before they apologise
For putrefying our waters, lands and skies

I apologise for such an extreme reaction
But I should be derelict if I took no action

So I post this despite their surveillance system
And await my extraordinary rendition

As a suspected terrorist they will medicate (at best)
A danger to be incarcerated along with all the rest


This is a “Three Word Wednesday” contribution. (http://www.threewordwednesday.com/2013/07/3ww-cccxxxix.html)

Seed words: “Apologise” (amended to U.K. spelling), “Derelict”, “Medicate”.

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on July 24, 2013, in Poetry, Three Word Wednesday, Writing and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. interesting take on it

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Has the world gone mad?

    Liked by 1 person

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