Pain Rat Poems

Rat-a-tat-tat, hear the guns on the street,
children are shooting children in their school.
And yet, gun control bills end in defeat,
corporate America is no fool.

Money matters...

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Narrative of the Year of Rat

February is like a fierce tiger dashing down the mountain
The trees and the grass were startled
The water in its inherent...

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Cohen’s a snitch, an eel,
A despicable squeal,
Why I once trusted this horrible man,
This sniveling lawyer whose life is a sham,
Is simply beyond me a momentary...

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The saying goes,
“Money makes the world go round”
and yet as I step onto this adult plane
as the initiated guest that I am,
I have come to...

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When would earth's ribs collapse?
I'd laugh and drink my milk
From the sagging breast on its chest, unconcerned.
My heart would feel no pain nor remorse.

I often...

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Soul, slow down your flight
A kindred soul dare to delight
In  your tryst when you hold her tight
 
Savouring every breath, every moment
Shunting aside pain...

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Like sunshine on a cold Spring morning
deceiving our judgment and senses,
the rat manoeuvres through honest lives,
a Machiavellian villain before our eyes.

Sharp pain in our back...

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As a child, I had much to do
Crushed it, when I tried to grew
Participant of the Rat Race, I am
Suddenly everything was scattered away

Now when...

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Start at the base of societal turn,

Perhaps someday soon we will learn?
To trust in riches you would be a fool;
Thick briars lined with scars through...

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No one understands,

What I feel inside

No one feels the pain,

I always try to hide


No one even cares,

About what I have felt

They go on living lives,

That...

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Now here's a story, that is absolutely true
It involves a wife, a possum, and a baby
If you ask me if my wife knows I told...

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A Lab Rat
             Rapt in a Cage of Steel
Wandering whether the Cat
 ...

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Lab Rat


I feel like a lab rat
Property of this or that
Choices no longer mine to make
What’s the point to life for goodness sake?
A pill for...

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