Me Against The World,
12 January, 2004
Author: Ben Franklin
Me against the world,
you see, the two of us
we just dont gel,
if upstairs is heaven,
then this must be hell.
the germ called negativity has spread to the young,
they think its normal to take a life with a gun,
the way things are going i never want a daughter or son
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Josh (209.86.139.222) -- Sunday, January 18 2004, 07:44 am Very true |
| luca blood (84.67.20.189) -- Sunday, October 16 2005, 11:58 pm i like your early work man, i used to think like you used to in this subject, i thought life was hell, female are the keepers of hell, and children are victims who revolt against hell, and that men get sucked into hell by falling for beautiful woman who want them for sex to spawn new sufferers in hell, then the outsider becomes a recluse and becomes shovonistic and resentful to children becuase they conform to be like those facists, anti-cultured faul talking players of hell, of hell. |
| Ben f (82.2.255.18) -- Tuesday, October 18 2005, 08:10 pm think like this luca at all!I know people read into poems,but you have a read a bit to deep into mine. |
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