Dear Mom,2012 (To Momma Loves Me Beat) (C) 3-14-2010 Poem by Zahir Kijani

December 18th 2012
Dear mom, just want you to know I’m alive and I’m well
I know you, seen the news and how people is actin
I hope you not one of em cause I’m chillin yo traces they trackin
Wonder if you noticed, the vanished elite
It was a plan but anyway, continue restin yo feet
You got a, strong heart, like nobody knows
And I, can’t imagine you replacin rocks for yo toes
I just, wanted to tell you that we’re doin ok
The kids, had off of school from this wicked snow day
Work was cancelled but that’s cause people tearin up blood
Screamin hallelujah and wishin yesterday that they was
But, I think it’s funny how much they takin the sip
Like vampires hopin that they can make it to heaven
The kids said hi and I wanted to say hello too
And I’m just as strong as can be not one of these yellow fools

It was a, crazy week for most of it’s part
My freakin, shows was cut off cause these freakin retards
And they may, not even show it cause they figure we’re dead
So now I gotta think of somethin else but just like you said
People, really believe that we’ll be in a drastic event
Just cause the ancients said it but they’re time already went
How in the world can dead people still haunt us this day
This is a shame but there’s nothin I can do from this way
All I know is that I can wait for this season to pass
And then at last, I can laugh at everybody bustin they face
Ooo the aliens takin over this place
Maybe the eye’ll permanently close, but we’ll just have to bow our heads and pray

The weather is, better than ever, sarcasm takes its place
It’s been snowin for the longest but that’s nothin that’s strange
I’m mad this is the year the Bills wanna, go undefeated
Because the interest in football almost completely depleted
But uh, I figured that I’ll collect the cash bein tossed
Just in case they bring it back, yo I’ma be crazy rich
Maybe it’s a bad time to think bout bills with this chip
But it might, malfunction or somethin then I’m placed wit a grip
So then I, can provide more for the ones that I love
And donate, to the house of one livin above
And send back, reparations for the mess I was in
It’ll last I guess it’s not close till we’ll be reachin the end

December 19th but hopefully you’ll get it tomorrow
People tryna hide and my heart, is, fillin wit sorrow
I can’t, believe that now everybody is scared
But a couple months ago no of these people cared
I heard they, found the bunkers, that’s under the chamber
But now the people that once led us has become the strangers
Mad people killed over nonsense, this I just don’t get
I can’t wait till its over, but I promise I’ll never forget
The sad and hurt look on this girl’s face, she was abandoned
I took her in, the last thing she knows is bein reprimanded
I feel terrible once they realize it’s a hoax
And they’re doin it to their self, but why am I tellin jokes
When I should be chokin but don’t worry, we will see worse
But until then hold up ya head mom I’ll write you on the 21st
I love you

Sincerely,

(Your name here)