…..Walking the halls when ole man Methuselah lost his grip and dropped his drawers, proclaiming he’s the boss despite his tiny balls, and his broke hips from numerous falls; too fragile to razzle dazzle, pulling his foot out of manure proved to be a hassle, at graduation his left eye was put out when he flung back his tassel, lost a leg from trying to wrestle, couldn’t afford a prosthetic, so he got ridiculously imaginative and cosmetic, with his best friend who believes he’s a medic, he’ll soon regret it, a built in scooter is unusual, people in traffic was rude to you, disrespect is not new to you; old but still bold, for those who haven’t been told his heart remains cold, when it comes to nerves he’s richer than Beyoncé Knowles, that’s why time seems froze, cause he ignores its impact as his comes to a close, his wisdom is exposed.
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EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (
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You told ‘his’ story vividly-I see this in those personally and professionally who f@$& with the people to shock ‘even if they have lost or given up on the conventional reality’ and are our all time truth tellers-I can’t say enough about this or your poem-thank you poet friend!
The movie “one who flew over the co-co nest” inspired this poem, even more so the reality the movie touched upon
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