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Who am I?
Who am I? Am I? I am the nightmare in your dreams. I am the scream in your voice. I am the fear in your screams. I am the bad thoughts in your head, badgering you your dead. I am the guns in your war, killing you damaging you and leaving scars. I am the tricks in your politics. I am the lies in your truth. I am the demon in your youth. I am the worm in your fruit. I am worst than Jason and Freddie Kruger put together. I will eat you from inside out, burp, spit your bones out and have it for supper later. I am your religion, telling you to kill in my , you better follow orders or else your won’t be in the of fame. I am worst than hell, can’t you tell. I am the psychotic across the street, encouraging you come closer so I can<b> bite </font></b>you. I am the dirty words in your mouth, never try wash me . I am the smoke in your lungs causing cancer and pain. I am the acid in the rain destroying the terrain. I am hotter than the sun, you won’t be rear or medium I am burning you well done. I am melting ice in the artic, rising tides and making people sick. I am the big wave in the tsunami, moving faster than a brand new Ferrari. I am more devastating than any army. I am the color of your skin, I rub my color off on you, I never lose I always win. I am the garbage in your pan, mess with me and you will end up with a smelly hand. I am the destruction in your plan. I am death at your door, wish it and you will be alive no more. I am the thief in the night. I am the disaster on the flight. I am the maker of prostitutes, graduating them in the millions from my institute. I am the one causes people disappear. I am the terror in terrorism, making you feel fear. I am the poison on the dart, moving through your bloodstream and reaching your heart. I am the black in the dark. I am the liquor in the drunk. I am the cocaine in the addict. I am your secret in the closet. I am the pain when you give birth. I am the wrinkle on your skin. I am the thrash in your eye. I am the pile in your rectum, making you uncomfortable when you sit down. I am the bad energy in your relationship. I am the judge in the court, be careful what you say or I will give you life without support. I am the maker of the law, my laws have no flaws. I am the maker of the news, giving CNN and FOX stiff competition on their views. I am the explosion in the bomb. I am the L in Lynching, if you’re black I will castrate you and hang you from a tree, burn you alive too depending what they say you do. I am the master for the slaves, will whip you if you act crazy or like your brave. I am stress, frustration, and trepidation in and I won’t you you reach your final destination. I am the pills that you take that cause more side effects than cure. I am the takes the handy cap spot even though I am fitter than a fiddle. I am the cut the , I join no Queue. I am the stole your goods and them back you. I am biological and chemical war fear and I will make your sick before they are even born. I am aids, I am not natural, I am man-made, I will consume you and take half of the world’s population too before you find my cure. I am the decay in your tooth, your smile definitely won’t be cute. I am the White police in your black neighborhood killing your youth. I am the athlete’s foot between your toe, no tinactin can get rid of me when I want to I will let you know. I am the bum in the street, drinking my forty I get weak. I am the homeless are begging you a dollar. I am the soldier knocks on your door tell you your is dead. I am the parent beat my , fuck you because you want do it too. I am the dirtiest thing you’re mind can conceive. I am the interrupter in your wet dreams. I am the executioner and I execute I damn well please, when your turn comes you can take a plane and go hide in Belize. I am the maker of babies but I take care of none. I am the of women, mess their mind up sending some the convent become nuns. I am the biggest drug dealer Pfizer have bow at my knees. I am conspiracy itself I have all the answer conspiracy theories, they are real. I am Manhattan, Harlem, Brooklyn and The Bronx, I can’t wait catch you on the street my pranks. I am the scorn of the earth. I am the persuader I will on your head and convince you it’s raining. I am the pollution in the air human beings beware. I am the air you breathe and if you cheat on me I will take away my air slowly and let you choke and die. I am new on the scene and I am like nothing you have ever seen, not even close your weirdest dream. I am BLACKPOET. Written by: Wayne Anthony Fletcher This poem was inspired by things I see happening around me and around the world. It took me less than 6 minutes to write. |
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