Strange we are, our Wyndham Ways,
Ways to which others are strange.
Slow to look;
Haste to leap;
Secrets shared we never keep.
Strange we are, our Wyndham Ways,
Cloudless eyes form to a haze.
Always turn;
Look away;
Next Superman will save the day.
Strange we are, our Wyndham Ways,
Watching fires burst into blaze.
Never help;
Sit and wait;
You decide a mortal's fate.
Strange we are, our Wyndham Ways,
What is Wyndham? you amaze.
Wyndham is;
Nothing new;
What are lies, we say are true.
Reason for writing:
If you've read any of my other poems, you might see that
I like to comment on society. That's the basis here.
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