![]() Your LifeA Poem by Kenneth The Poet
sitting on a witness stand,
grilled by a witless judge because you told a bad joke six times too many the mother, a f*****g pit bull b***h with an agenda to maim his reputation not like he had one to begin with and now nearing five hundred days later, his life feels on the verge of falling apart all over again all of his problems are gunshot wounds, self-inflicted of course does he have a death wish for his small collective? a last-minute rush through a yellow light turning red in other words who knows, it seems like the edge of the Grand Canyon is where he likes to live or maybe he just likes watching the Fourth of July light show at home on a nightly basis life just doesn't seem fulfilling even when his offspring dances around like a goofball life can either be self-inertia into self-momentum, or it can be potential energy staying afraid of becoming kinetic energy whatever your will is, it will be done because that's the main perk of free agency after all be inert, be potential or be momentous, be kinetic be positive, be negative be a saint, be an a*s your life is being lived no matter what so maximize it while you can
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2 Reviews Added on July 18, 2015 Last Updated on July 18, 2015 Author![]() Kenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..Writing
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