The City Tax
The Absurdities of Life
Photo by Sam van Bussel on Unsplash
I observe from upstairs on the bus,
The folks in the gloom and their fuss.
Beneath each London grin,
I see spirits worn thin,
Like a soul-tax that's levied on us.
About the Creator
Conor Darrall
Short stories, poetry and some burble . Irish traditional musician, medieval swords guy, draoi and strange egg. Bipolar/ADD/CPTSD/Brain Damage. Currently querying my novel 'The Forgotten 47' - @conordarrall / www.conordarrall.com
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