A Neutral PowerA Poem by NubzKeep it together.I watch the butane burn, The fear fortified by a fold, Though I am but one man, And I do what I'm told. A third degree sensation, One that I cannot control, I have evaluated the impossible, And turned your diamonds into coal. Some may call me a minister, All come with sins and proverbs, Though your mindset is a b*****d religion, And hate these pity problems. The advice may be weak, Or steroid sheik, Either way you'll get the answer that you seek. I say the rushed need a slow dive, And the slow need a fix, These b*****s gon' and blown my house down, Now I guess it's time to pick up sticks. Your silly quarrel is a manifesto, Pushing out from inner cores, Though you get the monkey off your back, An evil apparition scores. © 2009 Nubz |
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Added on April 22, 2009AuthorNubzKentwood, MIAboutI enjoy poetry and art. I could always go for a Coke. More to come. more..Writing
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