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SunnyBoi Dec 2016
S urrounded by the silence that screams
I  beg the lord to help me and these dreams
N ot only be in love but I begin to hate
G lory is still here its never to late
L ose the hope you desire with fire
E rase my heart which is held by a liar
Johnny Noiπ Jun 2018
instead of giving cops guns
how about giving them            toys & games;
instead of yelling 'Stop!'
they'd yell: 'Catch!' &      throw a ball;
if miscreants are hanging         on the corner,
cop                        pulls up w/ a deck of cards & says:
'u boys look like u could                 use a few hands of gin rummy.'
crime would                         vanish; crooks would try
escaping on Big Wheels,
cops chasing w/ cap guns;
trying             to get across                               the monkey bars
before the cop get high               enough on the swing;
cop's                                     partner                             & the other crook
                 get into a heated
                 game of              patty-cake;
   other cops respond bringing
***** & jax & jump ropes; the
crooks                       s          urrounded by cops playing
                       hopscotch &         jumping double-dutch,     surrender;                raising                their hands
when the                             cop says 'Simon says           raise ur hands!'
the raid successful,
the criminals get thrown in adult
Romper Room
Michael John Jul 2024
i woke today dreaming i
was writing a poem
what it was about i could nt
say..still it was better than the
one where i am on island s
urrounded by monsters or
when my guitar is stolen..

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