Okay so this sounds weird but my Chels lets me sleep with one of my exes depending on my dramatic mood swings. But never one of my ex boyfriends. Because why are men such pigs with women? That's disrespectful and Ken was an *** *** with ****** issues and intimacy issues. I hate how sexist, sadistic men treat such refined women of society. Okay so I live a dangerous, calm lethal life that makes me do crazy things but the people I love and protect are two very different things. Huge difference!!! I consent to living this lovely, wonderful life because Chels is my childhood sweetheart! I consent to letting the public know that I don't have many exes because I don't trust many people. Many people claim to be one of my exes but they are generally sexist men without a social life dating my half brother. I consent to threatening my half brother's life in public for all the idiots to watch!
Seven years old I’m playing outside A girl I’ve been next door to for two years Wears a cape like mine Red Red like the blood that screams As it desperately tries to force its way to my brain A metal slide I used to have Holds my cape prisoner Struggling dreams of if it would look like I was flying If only it flew up and caught the wind Instead of sink down and grasp my neck Her mouth is open Tears in her eyes I can’t hear her screams Over the helpless gasping of mine As vision begins to fade a silver flash escapes the backdoor My grandma darts down the stairs Eyelids descend like time in an hourglass My body rises to the heavens I think this is it
If one man stands that can't be defeated, it's Um Pow! Um Pow! Even with his hands tied to both his feet, it's Um Pow! Um Pow - He battled many men in a great big war, and now he's even stronger than ever before! If one man stands that can't be beaten, it's Um Pow! Um Pow!
CRASH BAM BOOM SPLAT BING BANG WOW!! It's Um Pow! Um Pow! Smasin bashin everything he can, it's Um Pow! Um Pow, right now! He'll take you down with a flyin punch! Karate kick you in the stomach, make you lose your lunch! O My holy cow! Look out - It's Um Pow!
Why do we worship superheroes so much? It's reasonable to hope someone cares about us. Is it because all the good men have gone? They were gentle and strong When they spoke, we felt hope. Their truth could move millions, Ignite a moment of brilliance. Unite every color and creed and ignorance That history itself couldn't bury resilience
But the moment is lost, A match struck in a wave, a nation of hate, and the youth in a daze, And all I can think is we made it this way We stopped exposing our kids to the truth of the matter and so they got lost in a culture that says they don't matter.
When a fight for a vote became a fight for a like, We can't act surprised when kids fight for a fight Entire religions preach having a purpose And still replaced values with things that are worthless. A society so numb to the progress they've won Find a perverse pleasure to see it undone.
When a company is allowed to sell plots of land on the moon, When a leader of freedom commits treason against truth, Is a sure sign that we the people, have given up, too. The allowance of absurdity into our lives Little by little, it rots from inside Until we cannot admit that we have allowed this. Now the roaring crescendo of human triumph is silent. Is it better to admit that we're dying contrived? Or is it easier to shut up and eat their lies?
Little hands Soft and velveteen Shiny eyelids Tired and drooping Long lashes Looking down at the ground A small mask To fit his round face With a childish print Of his favorite hero Shy and quiet With delicate limbs Putting on his large backpack Almost home Invulnerable To the screams of the others As lightning strikes Beyond the fields of corn Body jostled As the bus bumps along Dull jade eyes Peering through the window Staring at the rain Behind the glass
I wrote this about a young boy on my bus who sits across from me.