Leaves of green turn shades of red
When naughty children leave their beds
Hear my warning as a plea
For breaking rules there'll be a fee
"What kind of fee?" You dare to ask
Just know that you are not up for the task
Of running from the boogeyman
Or hiding like a shaky lamb
Under some covers or between the trees
Remember to Him the chase is a tease
A taste that could bring Him to His knees
Be careful and tread lightly
If you run fast enough He might leave
You alone.
Never throw a starving dog a bone.
Giving just enough to make it salivate
What do we expect when it retaliates
By biting us down to our marrow
And after that bite they read us like tarot.
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Engrossed in Emotion
PoetryPoems from the soul. These are poems, old and new, that I've written over time. Some are based off heartbreak caused by family, friends, lovers, and myself. Others are about self exploration and self loss. But most are about perception, how the read...
