my clothes are not torn out,
so what?
i can still write a poem
hunger isn't killing me,
so what the ***k?
i will still write a poem.
i ain't clouded by poverty,
and there's no hole in the ceiling
to see the stars on a clear sky.
so fu****g what?
i will still write a poem.
i am 'poles apart' a condition
like the Pink Floyd's "Division Bell".
but i am still writing my poem.
i don't read them to people,
friends, strangers or everybody.
anybody? but nobody might read them,
and I still write the poem.
Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC
my clothes are not torn out,
so what?
i can still write a poem
hunger isn't killing me,
so what the ***k?
i will still write a poem.
i ain't clouded by poverty,
and there's no hole in the ceiling
to see the stars on a clear sky.
so fu****g what?
i will still write a poem.
i am 'poles apart' a condition
like the Pink Floyd's "Division Bell".
but i am still writing my poem.
i don't read them to people,
friends, strangers or everybody.
anybody? but nobody might read them,
and I still write the poem.
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