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[The Instinct]

I am lookin for a title. It's been my first poem in a very long time, here it goes...


And the world begins to turn its face
From another day.
Shattered light of shattered lives.
A fallen sword.
Not a cloud in the sky,
A great day for the park.
Michelle gets raped pregnant
Family hates while they tell the world they love.
Pray to the God,
Preach a word of multiple faces.
Throw the ball to the dog,
Go pick up the golf ball.

The world doesn't know its face
Yet hangs on the neck of mother hate
Chaotic missles hidden in town
Beneath the noses of mans best friends
Confusion and mystery,
Let's go play protect while we kill the natives.
I must take my work back underground,
Go back to the world from whence I came.