god forbid
some people
cried and some
people sighed how
but not just how but why
am i
it seems
delinquent
or delinquently
casting out my son
to a world
where weird
faults are found
in every thing even
how your child thinks
where
where were
where were the
parents parentally
think
about
changes that
may have come
from chicken Mc
Nuggets
to Chick-fil-
A or processed
patties that can
but not pass the FDA
i
i am
proud
to say that
my son is free range
it's not at our opt to stay
And
Live this life,
Poverty offered
A land,
We breath trembling
Our bodies,
Hearing gunshots,
Fleeing,
Screaming
Stepped With knife,
Hollering for help,
Honestly it gets us
Filled with worries
Trailed blood indicating
Wrecked,
I see no breathing
Nor trying,
It seem Departed.
Sobbing when she have been
Forced into it,
Her feminine spoilt by pirates
While she acts delinquently for rescue,
Arching left ensue
A many desired explained
By entertainments,
Spending on eyes attired
By compliments,
Repined avail filled
Inferiors astonishments.
Hood life gone us astray,
Good life come approach our way
I am a lady
In a white dress
My desire only to be softly caressed
So I take my paint brush, and delinquently paint
My face that pleads let love become quaint
I confess to my brushes
Let a man stroke me
With eloquence and grace
As he gazes into the love on my face
La fenêtre you see that I paint so clear
You have to climb in through it
To hold me so dear
Can you not see into my soft sad lonely eyes?
I desire myself
Wrapped inside of you
On canvas
I shall paint forever
Myself
That never existed
Alone and detached
void of all feeling
I ponder the past
that caught me at last
crumbling bones
darkened cold stones
crushed by gravity
falling apart
divided ten fold
memoirs of horrors
delinquently paid
dying this death
lying to fate
haunting seeps over
my ghostly gasps
this coffin of roots
choking my cries
clawing at rocks
ghostly visions
creeping close
screaming inside
I curse the dirt
my mouth
fills with
earth