inspired by M-I-B
Listen... to the words I speak
And the reason I believe
We can do this
Listen… to the song I sing
And the beat I make that it melds to
Listen… to the sound of my heart
When it’s not intact as it races
Listen… to my queasy stomach
Taking a dump to release the filth
of life's faeces
Listen
Listen to me on this podium
Where I take the stand that was once stolen
When I hold up high my fist in the sky –
Heaven’s Microphone
Listen
To the sound of the avalanche of my tears falling
To the cacophony of movement – destination unknown
on both street sides calling
To confusion’s confusion of words that make no sense
or reason…
Listen to me when I ramble
cos. I just might say something smart…
5 peculiar people said...:
yay me!!!!!!!!!!!!! First!
u do and always will
Listen to me when I ramble
Cos. I might just say something smart...
Wowww...I really loved this poem...hmmm...pls I have already stolen it for a particular use. Thanks in advance *glaring smiling white teeth* He he...
Oh...Of course giving you credit *wink*
lol.. JAYCEEE!! MY pleasure!!!
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