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High Collared, face powdered
nose held high above
Anybody else
Up-righteous flag waving bible bangers
Living in shadows, ignoring
Urban decay, misshapen society
Talking about life in whispers
Because everything is too vulgar
For your poetic eyes to bear
Only seeing

"The beautiful things"
Blind to the beauty of the ugliness
Of Truth

Telling me, how to articulate correctly

To Hold my tongue, to stop my pen

Exactly at what angle, to brandish my sword
Don’t you see that it is a bit rusty, thin
But it’s here

And its right
At
Your
Throat

you know for a fact that it pierces deep despite
All missing luxuries, an inner-city education
Lacking because People like you care too much about trivial things
Like deodorant commercials, Anna Nicole Smith and  writing in ballots
For popular media icons
When popular media gets us in the mess in the first place
If people voted for representation that could fit the youth
And we got a better education in places where education
Is not the of utmost importance, instead of spending tax dollars
On the stupid, WAR that nobody wanted anyway
Except 
Up-Righteous flag waving bible bangers
Who backed out when the tough got going and things stopped
Working out for the Republicans

Perhaps I wouldn’t cuss so much
But I will, and I won’t ever
stop

What the hell are you going to do about it?

Uh-oh….

I said Hell
Is that a curse word?!
Oh no!!!!
Delete, delete, delete the damn thing
Erase a different perspective

this is a family site

So this shows me exactly how
Americans today hide the fact that the truth is hidden in cupboards
But it's okay to attempt to tell the truth

But only tell it's slant
The pretty side

"turn on the t.v so the Children can't hear her screaming profanities"
While the television blasts images gruesome and sickening
ideas that i shudder to repeat


This is a one way street

Get out of the way

To make way for a parade of different vulgarities



Sexually explicit prose and back ally spellings
Of the things I was not afraid to say
Correctly, in your face
I don't care if you comment this because i don't need another

"good write", when i know all i really write is garbage
If you like it, then it has to be


There are hundreds of profanity containing poems here
So I suggest you get that 21st Victorian rear into high gear 






Because you sure have a whole lot of protesting to do
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