Evil Deeds Poem by johnny clark
Evil Deeds
cant stop
wont stop
tell the day that i drop
iam gunna always be on top
iam a beast
you are my feast
ill come sweep you of your feet
wen iam ready to eat
cuz out here on the streets
its every man for them selfs
soo sell wat you sell
its not going to affect me
but dam i wish
things didnt have to be
the way they are
i dont waant my family or seed
see all the evil deeds
that ive done
i pray to god that
he still exepts his son
This poem is completely hardcore and the anger and aggression really sets this poem off well. Good Job 10/10 Tyease
Very good write, fast and angry with a real in your face ending10
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 8:11:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
man, very angry, and yet guilty at the end? very interesting, & don't we all hav at least 1 evil deed, i kno i do...