School Boy In Drag Poem by mariyamah meiz
School Boy In Drag
judges teach in class rooms of seats
filled with liars and haters
cheaters and sneaks
molders of minds, they dispose of the weak.
fall though the cracks like ants in the street.
what's left is what they keep. A brain washed leach.
he lies when he speaks. He sees but he peaks.
in a pool of parana, he wants to retreat.. Back to the freak in last row and last seat.
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