B***s On a Super Hero

A person can be happy if they want

When the day kills

And the moment dies

Sometimes what we least expect

It f*****g happens.....

And tomorrow when the rents due

You think of what brutality can do

Remember... Dear friend please remember;

Sometimes,

There's an attitude...

Whispered to the kinder

Precious... what your pride breaths

　

The things done from wonder.....

Why we write full of wonder.

So we can die, softly gently

In the presence of wonder.

(this is not  poem... not today)

It's hard to die for something that has no monster.

　

　

　(at the moment I am f*****g struggling to end my poems proper witch normally is my f*****g strength.... don't worry mates... it'll pass.... it'll pass.  I have plenty of ends for us to meet in one way or another)