I cough words
onto a page,
and hold it up to the world.
They call it art, they call it poetry.

You said I did it.
I did not.
You said I stole it.
I did not.
You  said I wrote it.
I did not.

Is there smoke?
Is there fire?
Or a burning rat....

Ask not what your country can do for you.
Just ask them for more.
Ask not what your parents can do.
Just ask them for more.
Ask not what you can do for others.
You are spreading the disease..