Poems from lasudean
We are all dogs;
we've been bred to either be passive or rebellious.
Our masters put shock collars around our necks and say,
"Make one...
Do you ever go to In 'n Out Burger
and all you want is some fries?
You walk in
and there is this mile long line.
In front of you is this...
Don't tell me I'm too young:
too young to sing, to write, to inspire.
Too young to feel,
too young to succeed.
Grandma is too old to do...
Angry all-consuming red tongues,
Licking up the blazing brick barrier
my heart as numb as a sunflower
in a frigid winter frost.
And those...
A blanket of flowers and grass
envelope the hills and valleys.
Jagged peaks scratch the pale blue
to create streaks of white
over the sky's...