Poems from Zimbo-Capetonian
I watch this one dude talk game
Try to find a woman to tame
She falls more and more for his charm
Him only equipped to harm
For not even...
As a Capricorn
I make my pain a private thing
A kernel of corn
Only for me to scorn
Tiny cries in my heart
Boundless horror unsaid
My pain...
don't make me remind you
of your failures
of your dentures
of your expenditures
I have gotten better at this
disguising Bullshit
yes I said shit
I'm tired from taking hits
From people that ain't it
this poem ain't...