Get a Clue (Poem)

Ummmmmm… Are you okay? That could just be the dumbest thing I ever heard anybody say Do you actually think about the words that come out of your mouth these days? No seriously You just took the spotlight in the hall of WTF? If anybody gets any dumber we’ll have to start gluing mouths shut They just added a new tier to the list of “Get the fuck outta heres”

We Will Rise (Poem)

They whose names we must never mention hate freedom Because freedom means we dont have to believe their lies Which means we have the right to think for ourselves Which means one day we will rise

Biden the Tyrant (Poem)

Biden the Tyrant And his yellow gang of scrooges Uprooting impunity with an intricate web of lies They got their hooks in Daughter Zion Wrapped in perfectly packaged silk As they repeatedly regurgitate the carcass trapped inside

The Narrative (Poem)

God bless America Halelujia The government is here for you All those times you got lied to and swindled by politicians was all because you didn’t vote Yezzzireebub When you dont vote Politicians magically become crooks and liars So vote like your life depends on it Because it does

SELLOUT (Poem)

Sellout a stadium You think you’re something special Push millions of albums You think you’re something else Try so hard to get on Then forget where you came from Just cuz you talk about it Don’t mean you know where you are

Outta Hand (Poem)

Gettin hurbed by hurbs Gettin penned with the sheep Gettin played by chumps This is all outta hand Can’t say what ain’t kosher Can’t believe what is true Can’t fight with what we don’t have This is all outta hand

Take it How You want It (Poem)

I say what I say And you can take it how you want it I’m not oblidged to try to change your mind I don’t need to answer your questions Or react to your antics Or partipate in your boorish mind games If you can’t understand what I’m saying Then I’m not talking to you I don’t explain myself And I don’t pander to tools

Crying in my Cornflakes (Poem)

Oh boOo hOoOo I’m crying in my cornflakes Every morn is the same ole thing I watch the news And bOoOo hOoOo in my cornflakes because I got no rights And I’m too lame to think of something new And too dumb to sit and think it through

Poetic Justice (Poem)

A poet is a seeker who never finds A nomad who never rests A reaper whose harvest is never enough Sowing words like wild oats chasing after wind Falling where they fall in a whirlwind of dauntless mayhem

Shadowbanned (Poem)

All my heroes are shadowbanned Losing faith that they’re ever gonna touch land Lost in space Cuz the truth is so alien You can’t find what you can’t seek Or can’t stand