I Wish (I Could Draw)A Poem by Andrew N. FarrensExperimental rhymes.......Yeah, man, sometimes I wish I could draw but alas, I cannot.... so I paint pictures with the words I scribble late in the night creating both Peace and havoc between the lines of the paper on which I write If there was not really a God or a Devil, I'd be terrified because I wouldn't know who to fight Its a f*****g cliche to even have the nerve to say: (so I whisper) I'm just trying to live my life...... sheeeeiiieeeet, I'm stoned, mother-f****r and I'm trying to find E.T. so that we both can phone for home, mother-f****r Where is this? I couldn't tell you because I really don't know but I am sure this present reality is sick and I suppose any other place would be good to go Awwww s**t, my friends, here I spout another tired cliche Something along the lines of how we cannot escape, no matter how dreary and akin to mental rape, the utter finality and severity of grumpy old man Fate With whom for most here now and then we've a give and take sort of relationship so I paint pictures with the words I scribble late in the night creating both Peace and havoc between the lines of the paper on which I write If there was not really a God or a Devil, I'd be terrified because I wouldn't know who to fight Its a f*****g cliche to even have the nerve to say: (so I whisper) I'm just trying to live my life Yeah, man, about this World, I just don't know I've been trying to get my mind out of the gutter but on T.V., its seemingly filth they only show Lifestyles of the sick and depraved if there was not really a God or a Devil, then my Soul could never be saved And in the present future, The Government has already dug me a grave but until they come for me, I'll continue to write like what, as Americans, we should all say “Give me Liberty or give me death” And I'll be free until THEY come for me in the grey fog on a cold and rainy day but please remember, that just like a name, there is no part of the Future that we cannot change....... so I paint pictures with the words I scribble late in the night creating both Peace and havoc between the lines of the paper on which I write If there was not really a God or a Devil, I'd be terrified because I wouldn't know who to fight Its a f*****g cliche to even have the nerve to say: (so I whisper) I'm just trying to live my life Andrew N. Farrens West Stockton, California 050413
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