Sheeple!
We hear your call, see your tears...
An old poem, written in 2014 I believe. One of my...
*** poem might be edited in the meantime...
With global warming upon the horizon
With honourable people...
They say you shouldn't have a choice
To many that is silencing their voice...
They call me four eyes cause I wear glasses.
They call me fat just because I am a little on the...
I am happy alone
but I can't sit...
The light in your eyes grows dim every day...
Cus you got to stop and listen to what they have...
dirty streets
with simple hands...
Oh Father Time
Please slow your feet...
Yesterday I spoke no words,
My little voice could not be heard...
The first president I remember was Eisenhower
The first president I mourned was Kennedy...
Proud to belong
to the human race...