Just thought I should share a couple poems i made about global. Short and sharp is the way, methinks.
A clutter of senseless "joins", ring through the air.
Rejected lowbies pile the streets, leaving an unnatural, empty silence; with no room for talk.
Young rookies team up in gangs, battering down the strong and weak. Even the most experienced bow beneath their easily found power. Behind they leave, aches and screams, a chorus of whispered agony.
I will add more as time goes on and the poularity of this thread grows ;)
Sorry if the punctuation isn't quite right. I'm working on it.

