We are a nation
built on immigration
mothers getting pulled from their children sitting at a bus station
this false belief white man is creating
is causing all this fighting all this hating
our president bullshits us for rating
this is not a difference of yanny or laurel
social media, no boarder or no human can settle this quarrel
a human is a spec compared to who created this world
immigrants get misused overworked abused
put all over the news
but what if you were a immigrant and were to young to choose? -TA
Categories:
bullshits, abuse, america, black african
Form: Lyric
We have lost our sense of corporation.
We have lost our ability to cook together
Under the Sunday’s rain while Heaven is releasing
Its own design of living.
We have lost our sense of laughing after a long, long
Battle of making love during those sessions of naked photos After that difficult ******.
We have lost our feeling of self-worth couple
To go out and having a great time on goosing
And walking under the cold night.
We have lost the letting truth of the
Shocking welcome of cheating and who is she or he
By the knowledge of God’s growth because
By the end of any given day we are going to
Understand from a penny a generation must vanish first.
We have lost our sweet dream, the games, the thrilled
Adventures as far as having a dream suggest nothing
Else than bullshits of being old.
We have lost our faith, our lifelong partnership of desire
For each other, we lost common humor and ground,
The easy complication of being again what we were
Before.
Categories:
bullshits, husband, introspection, sad, wife,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
The idea blooms, of a child accidentally being concieved in my room,
I zoom to the believed result mentaly.
Speaking medically a miscarage would be heavenly, so my imaturity could balloon
I think it poped so much bullshits on the floor being moped,
Am I speaking metiforically maybe not. theoretically life cant be stoped.
The arubix cube of differently viewed situations some how gives my actions limitations.
I ought to get a crib and letter bloxes this feeling i've continuously fought
Never have I flaunt, my girls guess because none were pearls,
but she's late for her dot. caught in the fishing net, took the bait.
My actions acumilate the ultimate debate. grown enough for the action,
but a fraction for what it makes. Does that make me fake?
If only I could earase for peace of mind atleast once in a lifetime,
lustful temptations cause my freewill to break.
Shake your head up and down if you can relate.......
Categories:
bullshits, confusion,
Form: I do not know?
I’m all alone
Studying the stupid algebra lesson
Sniffing my nose from a flu
Listening to songs to chase off
Of my discomforts’
I drink water continuously
And stay alone
Until my sister comes
And breaks the silence
With her stupid noises
I’m worried and confused
Remembering a friend’s inappropriate words
Wishing to slap her badly
For her oversized tongue
That keeps on blabbering bullshits
I don’t know why I’m weeping
Guess because there’s no one to talk too
No one to be considered a someone
Even my mom keeps on watching silly shows
And screaming at my face for nothing but a habit
And it bothers me, it bothers me to hell
And when I step up to defend my right
She forgets my words, and off to her ridiculous shows she goes
I’m screaming from inside
Madly a monster, bored from being kept in a cage
I wanna be free
Bust the chains and do everything I can do!
Categories:
bullshits, introspection
Form: Free verse