The news I have
heard...
" THE TEACHERS "
First they befriend you, by reeling you in...
What are you thinking,
When i walk by...
Why can't we all unite?
There's no way we can give up this fight...
We are just jumbled pieces of the universe
floating together...
In the dead of night
When I open up the scab...
Those early memories of happiness
the hugs, the encouragement...
Born
screaming leg kicking...
You can't tell me you don't want
creamer in your coffee...
The roads are lit with street lamp haze
as traffic lights play coloured games...
I didn't choose this face I wear; I didn't choose...
I didn't choose existence nor my sex nor to be...
Give an inch, take a mile,
deceived by lowly banter...