An old poem, written in 2014 I believe. One of my...
*** poem might be edited in the meantime...
Which side of the line do you stand?
Left wing, Right wing? Put up your hand...
Collect
every civil lesson we've been taught...
You believe that -
Since I'm still breathing...
I shave my head
and rock the swastika...
An atom in a
multi-element alloy...
It's a knife that will not quit,
As the blood splats onto the marble flooring...
Old Noble life.
What a dream, where dreamy eyes still linger...
Arguing easily leads to escalation
which often leads to devastation...
I know your type
Driving big fancy cars...
Balancing appearance drifts,
One face to another lifts...
Thank you sir for hearing my cries
Believe me when I say I truly tried...