To my birth father
You are a
Freaking dirt bag
For not getting a
Job and leaving me to be
Tortured for two
Flipping years
Thanks a bunch
Deadbeat

Is this bat man
Is this joker
Who the hell knows
To me its just a happy
Go lucky person
Ready to tackle something
Of importance.

This is no
Poker face
This is no
Cocky smirk
I am actually smiling

Feeling zen
I am in a calmer mood
And more chill additude
But maybe that is because
I might
Go out
For an outing
Strange

Beginning of the day
Harolding the beginning of a
New week
New possibilities
New emotions
New experiences
I am happy for this monday
And the blessings from the universe
That's why I smile.

I wonder my father said
If I wronged him

Well with the world
With terrorism
And the news
I wonder

Well with the world
And the holocuast
And news
I wonder

Well with the world
And its violence
And news
I wonder

About us.

That necklace I wear
I wear the blood
Of racists
In a pendant

That necklace
I wear the blood
of terrorists
In a pendant

That necklace I wear
I wear the blood
Of my enemies
In a pendant

That pendant is an omen
Of things too come
Who wrong people

This is my poker face
If you have seen it
In reallife
And you know that you have
Vexed me
Namely you
Doctors.

This is my poker face
If you have seen it
In real life
And you know you
Have vexed
For I am the devil.

Though i am
My living room
I dream of looking
At the stars
And visiting the cosmos
Like my mind
I wonder how it works
So complex.

Dear doctors
How can you
Call yourselves human
Yet cause suffering to Hindus,
Muslims,
Jews and Buddhists
You are not human
You are **** ****.