Wednesday, 28 May 2008

RADICAL POETRY #5 (BY RADICALBOULEVARD)

Finding yourself taught by the uneducated leaves questions they can't answer,
Electric insecurity poisons my aura when I've lost control,
My lack of respect haunts my good manners even though I couldn't give a fuck who you are,
Karma repays my debts with a piggy bank containing loose currency,
Having ambitions can lose enemy's disguised as friend's in outfits similar to yours,
They say the people in your life play a part in who you are even though I question who are you?

RadicalBoulevard

1 comment:

RADICALBOULEVARD said...

Please don't hesitate to leave a comment. Tell me what your own personal response to this poem is. I would love to know what you think I'm saying or trying to say. Looking forward to your adaptation!