POEM : DEAD OR ALIVE
DISCLAIMER: This poem may be graphic of deemed offensive to some people. If you are offended easily, then don't read it! Or proceed at your own discretion. AND DONT RUN TO GET A TRO, cause these poems ain't about you.
POEM: DEAD OR ALIVE
By PoetKA
The bxtch should say
Thank You', for raising her kids
So she did,
''Thank You!"
The cxnt didn't say 'sorry for what she did
So 'She did',
"Sorry for everything I did!"
See, Her daddy taught her to apologize even when she's not wrong
So 'She did'
"I apologize, even though I don't know what I did!'
"I apologize, I'm sorry, and thank you!'
"I apologize, I'm sorry, and thank you!'
How many more times shall I say
"I apologize, I'm sorry, and thank you!'
Its not enough, they still say
Now, can she see her kids?
No that bxtch, cxnt, & whxre!
We want her white honky tonk ass kissing our brown ass,
And her fadda & madda too!!
Now get down on your fxckn knees
And suck his fxckn brown dxck
Then maybe you can see your kids!
Or fxck him some more!
So Fxck You!
There's nothing we can do
They ain't babies no more
They heard all about her
They scared, they no love her
They grow up.
"It's not our fault!"
Thats what They say
Now she says "Fxck You!!
And "Fxck Them" some more!"
Don't flatter yourself,
This poem ain't about you
No need to run & get another TRO
She stays far, far away!
We got the surveillance on her, thank you!
And "Fxck You!"
This poem ain't about you, or them
"Surveillance on them?" Idk
Are they dead,
Are they alive
She doesn't know
Yes, she knows how you feel,
Cause the shims & hymns
They all can feel it too
We became the estranged
The monsters they made us to be
See we're better
Yes, indeed we're better than her
As you can see,
We ain't a fxckn monster beast whore like her
#BlackWMusk
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