Bases Loaded... Poem by Onyx Blake
Bases Loaded...
Bases loaded...
Feeling bloaded...
Running as fast as I can...
Because of a shovanist...
Men in the bacground...
Yelling and yelling...
Should be on the sidewalks...
Black, Buttoned Mary, Mack....
For this is a mans game....
In a mans world...
Till hormones come knoking on their door...
So Im going to be in the kitchen...
Cooking up a meal...
Cus Im not worth...
To make a hit...
Or take a steal...
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4/26/2024 9:05:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Again I love this Poem. Great use of words. You are a very good poet! :)