Foul Play Poem by Steven Fernandez

Foul Play



The Way You Disrespect The People Who Brought You Here
Idont Even Think You Can Hear The Words You Say You Dont Even Hear Your Thoughts You React Before You Think Just Remember You Might Not Be Coming Home Another Day Just Look Up At The Sky And Pray Cause Your Going To Be A Floor Board For The Grounds Of Hell Who Knows What The Hell Ure saying Through Your Stuttering Mouth Well No One Can Tell Not Even Your Own Mind Because Ure Mind Runs Out Of This So Called Time All Your Eniemies Want To Shoot You Down A Bunch Of Mac-11's That Produce Kapows That Will Make You sleep On The Ground Ima Catch You In The Wind We'll Meet Again Your Gonna Be A Injuried Clown Fish With A Messed Up Fin You Dont Pay Any Bills Ure Ish Is Slow And Kills All You Have To Do Is Get To School Mess Around In The Begginning Bell Of The Class Ilove The War Im Not Leather But Your Soft Iknow Where You Tore Ican Hear From My Room When My Pops Is Talking To You And Ure left With No Clues Im Waiting To Hear You Reply But Nah Ican Hear You Cry HA HA HA All Up In Your Face Gee Your Arnt The Coolest Nigga In The Sea So Give Some Respect And Some Love Before Your Drowning Body Wanders To Drugs Ima Loose Your Facee In This Unforgiving chase Go Head Say Im Adopted That Thats Not Our Mother And Say We Arnt Brothers Because We Lack The Same Color But Im Ican Hear My Father Saying To Me Im Just Trying to Be A Better Dad Itell Him I know Dont Bee Sad Because Inside Im Mad Im No Longer Glad With The Love Istill No Longer Have Im Not A Action Figure Idont Do Any Tricks Dont Believe? Then Pull That Leaver Ican Surely Say Iunderstand and Iknow Idont Have Any Plans But Look What Ive Done With My Two Hands Iknow we Dont Have A Gold Watch Or A Gold House No Fancy Blouse And Icant Award You To Ure Fulliest But Ican Award You Being The Best Even Though Youve Been Away From My Mom Ican Still Keep Moist Wait Hold Up Lemme Put on This Lip Bomb Until Iblow Up And Iknow Ilose My Temper But Iknow Ican Still Get Calm 'Im Fileing Divorce See You In Court And Make Sure You Send Me Childs Support' Idont Have City Wings But Im Capable Of Staying Out Of Trouble Like The LA Kings But We Either Bitches Or Queens Bird And Bees With These Massive Stings Trees And Being Guilty Thats What Follows You Iknow it Burns And Im Ure Little Mocking Bird Im Becoming A little You Iknow Idont Say It But Youve Stayed True, Its Just The Birds And The Bees That Are Coming Up Closer and Catching Up To Me

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