Galactic Bird Brain [A Poetry Collection] - PREVIEW SAMPLE EDITION

0001 Day Remaining: SQUAWK - Faded Layers! Faded Sayers!

You have forgotten that your memory

like an abandoned apple is rotten

You have a regret

that you never took a risk nor bet

Your move was an epic fail

It made you all sick and pale

My ink is my armor, sword, and carries my voice

Paper will always be my weapon of choice

On every level, my creative madness

is inspired by great sadness

Pain powers my mind as a poet

Not all supposedly know it

You have forgotten

that you were the class clown

I have many who believe in me and cannot let them down

You have regret that you never just said hello

You pretended to be brave but your legs shook like JELL-O

Laughter was your great escape

While stacks of paper combined served as my secret cape

Your giggles made you feel safe from suffering

any sort of derail

and kept your own heart out of a monopoly jail

I ask thee to stop the squawk

Share feedback for growth,

silence your snickers and fake talk

My ink is my armor, sword, and carries my voice

Paper will always be my weapon of choice

On every level, I will not give up,

for my vision will never become corrupt

by faded sayers,

who hide behind many online masks and layers

I ask thee to stop the squawk

I do not seek fancy things nor fame

My intent is to showcase poetry is not lame