Drunk and high, I don't know why
I saw, on the news, two people die
or maybe it was 3 maybe it was 4, SHIT! I don't even keep the score anymore.
I saw, on the news, two people lie
or maybe it was 3 maybe it was 4, FUCK! I don't keep the score anymore.
Is this becoming a theme?
Is this really my AMERICAN LIFE!?
Who am I? Drunk and high, I don't know why
Freedom of Speech can be used inhumane ways
Stop using it for the end of days
If you can't bring hope with your words, then maybe, oh maybe, someone else needs the waves!
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Author:
gpool75 (
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- Published: December 21st, 2015 18:03
- Comment from author about the poem: I'm not sure what this poem means to me. I just made it up in about 15 minutes. hopefully it means alot to readers
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 14
Comments1
It speaks loud and clear. Life today is so full of death, destruction, and mayhem. Bringing hope to the table can surely turn the tides. Great job!
thanks very much
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