Of course I don't mean any of you...A weird poem kicking me in the head to be written out. |
-People Suck- by Keaton Foster Hey you There Acting So queer Come here Closer I must speak You must hear That smile On your face I’ll erase That feeling In your heart I’ll displace I have something A secret for you I’ll speak it Thus relieving it What comes After that It’s all you Put your ear So very near Here it comes Wisdom done People suck Not just a few All You and me Every damn one Under any sun In every way Both possible And implausible What they do And why All of it Total horseshit Their very existence Marginal at best Why they are here On this earth Makes no sense They should die Straight up be killed Wiped out by themselves Or an incurable disease An end will always Justify the means People suck Did you hear me Do you understand Was I quite clear Now you, there Take what I’ve said And lament Turn it to cement Concrete is the idea Filling your head Stuffing your gut Become fat Obese via the concept Let it slowly kill you But before you die Find another asshole One with a smile One with hope Just as you once had And pass it on Such a fact Must continue to live While all things else Cease People suck For me Since hearing Such a secret From another man All doom and gloom Never have I met One that I’ve liked I’ve hated them all Don’t take it personally Think of it more In the guise of Retrospectively What was created Was a mistake And since said mistake Things Have only gotten worse Picture them all All that you’ve known All that you’ve seen Each that have lived And all that have died And once you do I know that you Newly minted Keeper of secrets Will without question Indeed see For yourself That people suck… People Suck Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015. |