4 years ago. June 3, 2020 at 1:02 AM
I write poemswith bullets.
Sprayed punctuation on government walls.
I feel bad sometimes, but
in the end - everything is art.
Do you understand?
Liar.
Sacrifices are made,
so that my words may be heard.
In the end
I want you to listen.
do you understand?
Liar.
I want to be in charge of change.
So I write poems.
With bullets.
So I can be heard.
Understand?
Liar.