Rebellion

They'll stab you in the back,

right to your face,

they correct the wrongdoing in no way,...

I blanche

Sick to my gut at the mollycoddled nations

Of my species

Gluttons, how...

The following is inspired by Amber Legowski’s protest poem “FUCK THIS”

1968; WHAT POETRY WAS, AND...

i'll call it an ambush
these speakers are my soldiers
she smirks
you're no...

He stands alone beside himself
To analyse his existence
Destitute and blinded by his...

Your death of conscience was preceded by the grace of every beautiful murder that snaked its way into this...

" MY PARENTS WANTED ANOTHER " MER "
BUT, INSTEAD THEY GOT A " THOR "
I HAD TO BE ONE OR THE...

Where do we stand comrade,
where are our arms?
Does comfort kill us less than lead
...

Don’t touch me please
Don’t touch me please
Just let me be

I cannot breathe
I...

This motherfucka cross the line
Now his ass is mine
I'm a hit him up like 2Pac
With...

I chose to choose to lose

The love inside what is

We are we are we are

If I write...

(Verse)
We fight and we fight
In the darkest of nights
A life that we pioneered...

I DONT THINK I CAN TAKE MUCH MORE!
OF THIS FUCK N MONKEY TOUR!
I,M SO SO BLOODY BORED!...

What is bad poetry?

A stanza that doesn’t conform

To iambic pentameter?

Lines that...

People act is if talking to someone for an hour once a week will fix you.

Like shoving pills down...