Sleeping on stairways
I can’t catch the rain ,
my chilblains are red
as the western plain .
Landings are lonely old places to rest ,
like birds on a wire I must find a nest .
Sheltered on stairways again tonight ,
birds have a nest ,
they can’t sleep on a flight .
Linos for comfort on creaky old floors ,
if I had the keys ,
I could open some doors .
Sheltered on stairways again tonight ,
birds have a nest ,
they can’t sleep on a flight .
A detailed study of the origins of the New Alienation. The author labels it normative or postmodern ennui and traces its rise to cultural power over the last two centuries.
Black white (well sort of pinkish) etcetera, Christian Muslim etcetera, Hetero-Homo-Metro Sexual, Physical, Mental, Ow! Includes all human rights violations I could think of.
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