cheryl davis miller

Veteran Poet - 1,341 Points (2/26/57 / America)

Quentin Tarantino - Poem by cheryl davis miller

Quentin Tarantino,
what's the matter with you?
Tell me what is that
makes you do what you do.

You make 'would be' movies
with no reason or rhyme.
None that have a moral;
only glorify crime.

Your soul is so twisted
it's effected your face.
Now you're out mouthing off
it's a total disgrace.

Laying blame on the ones
who protect us each day.
Who's the idiot that's
telling you what to say?

No truth in your words and
no facts can you provide.
Just running your mouth on
the false accusers side.

You need to go home ask
your family to forgive,
Next time you call for help
then maybe you will live.

GROW UP QUENTIN

cdm 11/5/15

Topic(s) of this poem: news, opinion

Form: Occasional Poem


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Big mouth roasting policemen.

Comments about Quentin Tarantino by cheryl davis miller

  • Shakil Ahmed (11/6/2015 10:40:00 AM)


    well-expressed thoughts, i enjoyed reading the poem, , if you find time please read some of my poems and leave your comments (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 6, 2015



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