A little poetry for yall...
Neyourican Boy
By: Danny Rivera
The day breaks...
sun in my eyes
Ironic how the beam of light
make me not be able to see.
But, through the trees
it comes.
I'm scared.
Feeling like a chicken
when they see The man in white.
Oh, then i slash my wrist!
Bleeding
screaming
oh the pain is good.
Whats this i feel...
oh is it my baby kicking???
OH no can't have this...
Like all the little birds
BE FREE...
These are the words of
Mayangelou.
Then the day lights
shines on the trees..
snowing like a cold summer breeze..
oxymoron...
not understood...
these are the words of
Mayangelou.
Thank you.
Is it holloween??? I can't even notice. I've seen not one trick or treater anywhere around the Elizabeth/union area.
Is it me or does today feel no different then from Yon Kuppor or some other Jewish holiday...for which serve no purpose to me other than to get me out of school. I long for the good ol' days where any holiday was everything. I guess the feeling just started going away after awhile. Nothing to get excited over anymore...excpect St. Partick's Day...OH yea! Well, happy haunting. Be cool.
