Yoni Assis

Rookie - 102 Points (01/07/1978 / Brooklyn, NY)

Indictment - Poem by Yoni Assis

Your country’s doomed
Pervading gloom
Soon the Big Boom?
Swept by a broom?
Away to our tomb?

Homeless abound
Are we around?
Where is our sound?
Let’s yell out loud
Rile the crowd

Sex on the brain
On airplanes, on trains
Love isn’t sane
We try to refrain
What’s there to gain?

Curse up a storm
Since we’ve been born
That’s how we scorn
Learned well from porn
What a fine form

Tact is gone
Respect for none
Manner’s been pawned
Courtesy for yawns

“Show me the money! ”
“Bring on the funny! ”
“As long as it’s sunny! ”
“As long as there’s cunny! ”

Obsess over shit
The new airwave hit
Radio bit
Your makeup kit
Who wants to sit?

Snuff out those Kools
Drugs are for tools
Go back to school
Learning is cool
No more a ghoul

Burn your Blackberry
Protect your dear cherry
Hug your friend Larry
He isn’t that scary
The world should be carried

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 12, 2010

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