Don't be quiet
Start a riot
Because if you don't people will step all over you
This i know is true
Go start a riot
Maybe you should try it
Don't tell me what you need
Because you are a book for which I read
You keep telling yourself that you are going to be famous
But all you are going to be is infamous
Run like the wind
For this is not the end
One day you will be a killer
Crank up that tiller
They will be six feet deep
I will not weep
This life is full of pain and suffering
And you are standing there buffering
The killer is plotting what to do next
As I write this text
Turn around
For this is not the place where joy is found
Jesus is one to trace
So find God's grace
The killer asked what to do
With this stuff so true
I said repent
And his grace will be sent
He died for youir sins
Now it's time to make amends
He dropped his knife
And gave up his life
The killer's life
No longer had to deal with strife
He was feeling good
Better then he usually would
Thank you my friend
For now I am not at my end
Thank you for showing me the right way
Now I'm off to go pray
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My Old Poems (2011)
PoesiaJust a compilation of the poems that I wrote in 2011 on my Ipod. I wrote these poems at the time to try and lift my spirit, I knew I needed it then. Enjoy. Become a fan on Facebook if you like it. http://www.facebook.com/Johnhicksbooks :)