tears
on the soul of poetry
scarred battered bruised
i weep yes as poet
i am nothing
just a black sheep
in a white mans world
where only a black ass
is cheap
words of wisdom
defecating my angst
'on a garbage heap
love poetry hate racism
fuck the world cut your wrist
go to sleep away from this
hateful world of censure
dirty dark deep
where they fuck you
before you leap
