Poems from Ant619sd
At about 10 pm I found my father’s gun
It was under his bed & under some stuff
I was about to do something really dumb
So I looked at...
As I drive slowly towards Erotic City in my Little Red Corvette
I turn on the wipers to wipe away the droplets of Purple Rain
I hold gifts...
The illusion of life casts its hate viciously
Auspiciously
All who are in front of me are suspiciously
Out to get me maliciously
And I see...
I will keep my inner thoughts
a mystery lost
within the catacombs
of my mind tossed
like some old cinder blocks
It’s like when timbers...
As I walk down city streets I see heartache and pain
Police beat us down like it’s some type of sick game
Politicians seem to only care...