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Jan 2015
I would love to be Kim Jong (Yung) Un.
    fat, rich, and powerful,
              make my people believe our world is indestructible,
                           all the while keeping them malleable and gullible.
I could keep my people stuck.
         make them sleep in fear,
             if I manage to hear they don't like they way I clean my ears.
ill be terrible with criticism,
          make terrible decisions,
                and I'll also build hotels for no one to live in em'.
Ill try and start **** because I'm spoiled and have this strange pride in which I think I covet something when it never was rightfully really mine.

   But its alright,
I am who could be heard,
who should be feared,
and I should be the center of attention,
                          in an auditorium where everyone was taught                  
since birth to praise me and my family.

but im pretty content with the fact that I can type this and not get my skull bashed in by the militant police, because of political scrutiny.
throw away silly poems
Miguel A Barriento
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Miguel A Barriento  elizabeth, new jersey
(elizabeth, new jersey)   
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