Driver 13
I need a vcr
then you will understand
why they called me a fa got
got it not it
or told me to shut the
fck up suck it up
Before that it was
''He 'she 'It''
they called me
'purple hair'
after living overseas
behind me
long hair already
left Korea
didn't see Vietnam yet
wait until we get back to the 'states
Vietnam has estates too you know
burning rubber groves and napalm
on aging palms
Let's go back to
The best frenemies, too
bullies aren't any older
than me yet
go get the strongest fighter
fiercest I dont know or care
before that
a room beside me
we hide so close to
a homophobic driver
video games in
a detention hall
a surviver of what
they know next
I didn't ever want to know
A small white room with a tv
above a blank table top
Driver is the game the kids/ ask
if is it real as my mind thinks
about the adults on fire
in the museum built just for me
an American child talking to another
what do you mean?
they asked me
when it was not
the question of the day
'attacking us'! What's this about
The dangers of us, or them?
I'm no longer in Vietnam, today
2020 is another war another way
Copyright © Lyra Pendragon | Year Posted 2021
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