Respect
By Mark Spencer...
An innocent white virgin grasps a cup of herbal...
from beneath the round tree's vine-like fastening...
Tears have formed to rivers
To wash this land away...
Do not cast your fake smiles upon me
Or attempt to drown me in your masochistic tears...
Now listen up closely to me my friends,
and i guarantee you wont believe till the end...
In dyier dispair,
you can't know or care...
Society, Society, Society
It whispers in my ear...
Yeah i know this poem ain't great..but i wanted...
I'm not different...
I have a difficult time telling whether or not a...
I don't understand people at all...
Many have spoken of world peace,
As if it were a choice...
The misery of breathing;
Multiplication...
When it came to the party i was the hater
now im the V.I.P player...