My first poem
Everyone is less optimistic Truth is far from simplistic The essence of can’t gets it But then she paid me a visit Made me look at
If the sun had a brain And decided to go get some tea Would he know that Would be the end of me?
I write Not for tomorrow But for today Because tomorrow isn’t promised I promise
I punched a wall Then a built a house. I stepped on an ant. Then I saved a mouse. I cussed at my love
One An individual Totally unique One Earth
I like her But she likes him I see thier eyes And thier grins Will she share
Filling in the gaps Not completing the spots Laying in the Earth And thinking a lot I shout up to Heaven
Northerns saaaaay so-duh pop! Southerners saaaaay Damn! It’s hot!
What is skin? Does it hold the soul in? So we can be forgiven? Yeah, race doesn’t matter. Oh it does?!
The beginning is coming here Where we used to play Sometimes we would laugh Or walk all day Then our feet would rise from the…
Sometimes we just have to leap Eyes closed Over a river so deep When we erase our thoughts Inside our minds
Sniff Sniff I’m really high Sniff Sniff Just to get by Drip Drip
Work hard to Love her and Yourself Don’t be concerned With every body else
Sound in my unwritten cloud Tangled and dripping turned Upside down. And the movement from creation Is glowing westward bond
Just got off work. It’s raining, pretty cloudy. About to go bizirric Unless I blow some loudie.
