Low End Poetry

When I was a child I had a catNo one knew where it came fromAnd why it left and never came backI always wanted to talk to animalsLike Saint Francis...

Walking through a dense forest made up of deep green firs, tall pines, sweet maples and bright white birchesI decide to follow a path alonga meande...

When I cannot find any more explanationsAnd I am making up a thousands reasonsThe world becomes the smallest of prisonsTrapped in my mind are a bil...

There's a perfect youLiving in my dreamsThat will never be realI tried it allchanged it allTo no availNow, all I have left is toseek shelter and co...

We are all just ones and zeroesIn this world made up of bitmapped heroesWe have declared livingNull and voidEverything and everyoneIs a pain in the...

One loud sound and a crashA bunch of dreams shatteredLike metal, plastic and glassAn eternity in one secondHeaven and Hell reckonedAll voices and n...

Grace is not determined by age, gender or raceIt's a gift, it's a part of being human, it is in our nature and should be displayedAnd encouraged al...

Forbidden is thy kingdomFor the next age of rageis comingI am the chosen one among the fewI am in an endless warLike the Palestinians and the JewsF...

When dreams end I close my eyes And ask myself if not now when? When all the ideals fall It's all for one and none for all When we let go of the ...

Why do you ask meTo say whatYou will never understandYou are just victimsOf this antisocial wastelandWhy do you ask meyou will never listenforgone ...

Every night I wake up between two and three amI look outside through the blinds of the smallest window In my apartmentEverything out there is darkE...

Wearing a black rain coatLooking like a wet crowOn a leafless branchAnother soulless manFollows a familiar stenchHe stops for a momentTo steal his ...