oh wellA Poem by keithwhat me worryoh well as new dawn comes the day begins night disappears into the shadows the s**t hits the fan we say oh well life goes on our guilts pile up fuk when will we stand in full view sans smug reluctance without our stupid s**t blocking our good sense fuk $1 for a single white onion more than $4 for run of the mill bread $20 plus for an inferior chunk of cow fuk no legislation productive no good sense applied partisanship the new curse returning fuk worrying concerns for mid terms one million dead from covid life goes on let's head to the beach fuk ukraine suffers at the tide of evil the man vlad has gone insane fuk fuk is not a sex act it is frustration it is implied anger fuk fuk fuk fuk fuk fuk fuk fuk can you hear me now? i will not quit my last breath takes choice from me fuk © 2022 keith |
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Added on May 12, 2022 Last Updated on June 3, 2022 Authorkeithnowhere you would want to knowAboutwho i am, what i be ... i write about that from which many shy. i am not afraid. i know the costs of living life for all it's worth. i am but complicatedly simple. i sing the words of no fear and ce.. more..Writing
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