Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2015
Another one bites the dust,
just another fool that you can't trust.
No reflection of us, its them not us.
In this world, in order to win
you need thick skin; not trust.
All create equal,
mankind splits us up.
Sticks and stones, break bones.
look what guns do to us.
Bullets break bones, but not ignorance

Another one bites the dust,
the impact, hits all of us.
Selfish kings, against all of us
Few jokers in the deck
messing all us up.
21 black jacks in a row,
still wouldn't even trust my luck
Many care;  problem is
many more, just don’t give a ****.
Styles
Written by
Styles  NYC
(NYC)   
448
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems