This poem i wrote in February 2008..i looked the news and i was very pissed how they handle and fool us (the common folk) with our own weapons..
its called *for the crocket man*..the crocket man in form of an political or powerfull man which play with common people, citizens to crow his power by growing our fears, and secretly laugh about us..
its not in all parts rhyme..be nice with me..its not my motherlanguage..hihi
*for the crocket man*
give me your tears..all your liquid fears
your untold horrors of creepers and sorrows
only you give them birth and feed them of worst
they will keep you in cages for a lifetime of ages
we grow the distrust in your eye to keep your devil fly
the trickster is watching and really in rage
love to work with your anger your jealous your faith
he is the leader of your world
shows you the deepest spaces
the ones you forgot or never thought of
the tiny rooms in your untrue inferno
with love Ava
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Thank you for sharing this Ava. You express yourself well and this flows and tells your feelings well. I feel this one. Keep writing, you are talented.