Don’t fool yourself
you’re nobodies fool
you couldn’t fool me
I couldn’t fool you
around and around
this fool proof plan
was never intended
for women and men.
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The business men in business suits!
Business men
in business suits
pass on by
their busy route
They criss and cross
jump high and juke
other business men
in business suits
With cups of Joe
briefcase they carry
and hurry not
to miss the ferry
Across the harbor
to and fro
the business men
must surely go
To wheel and deal
contracts that steal
business men
of all their zeal
So if and when
you pass a suit
try not to block
their busy route
They’ll huff and puff
and grunt and scowl
walking fast
through you like fowl
For if they stop
they’d surely die
in business suits
and business tie
So watch yourself
next time you walk
and mark my words
in business talk
Do let them pass
or make them late
your time shall come
to seal their fate
Choose what you will
whichever suits
the business men
in business suits!
gods walk among us
the living
make the dead
immortal
gods
are born
this way
where in
life, they
were men
in death
their spirit, like
shadow puppets
used
by many hands
to spread the word,
grave men and grave women
only hear in death
because they can’t
listen in life
unable to fathom, that
gods walk among us
all the time.
fears of men
The fears of men
are as trivial as
children, picking children in gym,
they never change
they just get bigger.
Broken Men, Broken Women
Good men
Are broken
By broken women
Born of broken mothers
By broken fathers
Who’ve broken
Good women
The difference between women, men, and scars.
Scars heal.
Women don’t.
Women remember everything.
Every failed step.
Every spoken word, every mistake.
But women forget sometimes,
that men too
are unlike scars.
Men don’t heal either.
Men remember everything.
Every time, every opportunity.
And every failed step.
Then there are scars.
The untimely breakup,
which neither swears
they ever saw coming.
Ourselves as liars.
Imagine
there are two sides to every story,
sometimes three, four,
most times there are twelve.
It depends,
on who we are, who we’ve been
and who we’re trying to be,
like auditioning for a role.
And it’s easy to say,
that you never tell a lie,
or that I’m always wrong.
If I were to believe that,
if you, are so able to believe that
then, clearly
somebodies a liar.
Children.
With
a little bit
of boob
and
a little bit
of butt
girls become women
and
boys become men
until
children
make them
children again.
Words Of An Average White Male 