"brians" poems
I can't believe
In Jesus
Or Judah
I'm not Jewish
A Hindu
Nor Christian
Christ has forsaken believe
For room 208
Has not been found
I'm tethered to the bed
Lampshade illuminating my face
A crusty ceiling aligns the walls
Doors are locked
Bathroom unchecked
Windows unhinged
Death a possibility
Or is it suicide?
I don't remember
I need love
Literature
To free me
From yearning
Succumbing
To music
Of the hollow
O'Brians grove
Shade of pain
From the triangular window, I see
Against my agony
That I'm clean
Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 9:19 PM UTC
Small Girls;
Smart girls
Fine girls
Fresh girls
Innocent girls
Brilliant girls
All dem curious.
Small girls
See dem big girls
Small girls see dem still small
But dem small girls join dem bad girls.
Small girls
Now big girls
Big girls dem Bad Girls
Dem bad girls like to bam-bam
Dem bad girls chill with Big Boys
Dem big boys like dem bad girls.
Now Big Boys
Dem killer guys with killer guns
Dem killer guys **** like Killer Bean
Killer Bean **** dem bad guys
Killer guys **** dem bad girls.
Small Girls
Big Girls
Bad Girls
Still dem no wise
Buy dem think dem so smart.
Smart Girls
With killer brians
Smart girls read some big books
Dem smart girls get motivation
Smart girls dem wan be KILLER GIRLS
See smart sense.
Killer Girls
Who be killer girls?
Killer girls dem be **** girls
Dem **** girls dress like *******
Dem ******* get **** like wild dogs
Wild dogs boom! Dem pregnant
Dem pregnant with no father...
Hey!
Small Girl
Better calm down
Mar 16, 2022
Mar 16, 2022 at 3:08 AM UTC