I am legitimate
My birth certificate affirms but my mother denies
Too hard for the bitch to birth a demon
But I seem to be free
Floating as an embryo there was a cord attached to me
And suddenly I see something anything
Of significance upon which I can pee
But I'm important
I have a name and an email and a number and an address and a profile
So deliberately placed as to attract you to me
As disguised in reality of your com. I can no longer be.
Hey there my avatar is free to you stupid cunt.
Dear Bono,
What the fuck were you thinking
Ono you are not
But being a revolutionary potatoe hoarder and part time thief
You hijacked the cause for peace
Selling out has a price but why did you need that
You had the world at your tips and then became a bug
Oh Yono the peacemaker said he stepping up a ladder to see up her dress
Imagine freedom but not as Bono would see
Unite the fucking world and be free but not as you imagine
You fascimile.
I'm watching lawn bowls and am absolutely riveted
but I have changed my habits due to gravitational influence
it seems the steps I make are not painted on the floor
one step two steps slide and back it all seems so neat
at the least my dancing friend can drag me
I've been hooked and forced to surface
dragged over the edge it's a wonder my fisher can stand
not like a bowler who uses a stick instead of a hand
one pace up and then two down.
Once when I was young and my father was old
I treasured his moments with me though no longer
Did i wish i could cuddle him.
I was blind as to the reasons of my life
And there again was he looking at me before I did wrong
studying my misdemeanour.
But now when i aarive he is dead to my presence
feeling nought 'cept lonely regret
I abandon my belief in mother as he sits prone and alone.
Could I be a better me, and he waits.