She's a gem
A real sparkler
She has me falling in love
Falling Hard
They say only fools rush in
I confess, I Am fool in love
And am rushing in
Guess what, am gonna keep her
Treat her right
And maybe she'll give me a baby
Or two
Yeah ! Com'on baby girl
Let's do this 😉

Did I mention I hate democracy
I do.
I have bled in the elections
Hemorrhaging uncontrollably
Lost left, lost right
Oh these wild dogs
They came in packs

I won't acknowledge the winner
The game was skewed in their favor
I appealed, to court I turned
They swatted me away
My case had no merit, they stated
I remain here pained

My supporters wail about the injustice
This is one too many
When will morning come
The night is long
And am a poor loser , A sore loser

With dark eyes, you stare at me
They pierce the soul
I can tell, you are raging inside
Because other day I did you *****
Your trust I betrayed
Now you can't find words
You avoid conversation
This kills me, in ways unimaginable
Say something
Don't just sit there,say something
Come let's fight, I beg

****** the mind
The body will follow
Convince
Don't confuse
And In your love they shall wallow

Democracy, you scoundrel
You led me a stray
You told me vote
What a powerful statement
Minority have their say
The majority have their way
Lie
He who casts the vote matters not
He counts the votes matters a lot
Despair , anger , loathing
Stolen, my voice has been silenced
What now !
I pain

Got a minute
Come sit with me awhile
Oh comely girl
Grace me with your company
Don't leave just yet
From your fountain
Let me wet my whistle

The Palestinian boy looks over yonder in pain and simmering anger
Over the hills a soldier watches his every move
While protecting a land grabber, a "returning owner"
Where does his deliverance come from
PLO ? UN ? HAMAS ? ARAB NATIONS
They can care less
What happened to freedom he ponders
He lost his childhood friend to a ******'s bullet
Like Abel's blood was spilled by his kin
Ishmael's progeny have stained the ground with their blood
Wailing goes on unceasing
The value of a Life has never been so little
Dispensable, easily done away with
But Jannah awaits and Unto his hands, my spirit I commit
The boy mutters silently as he makes his way to another funeral.