The people want me to be more proper like
So I so eloquently changed my diction
Not to mention my appearance
They say they want me to
Take off my glasses because it
Makes me look a bit too nerdy
They say I would look better with
The beard, rather than the goatee
Shave off my hair
Cause the bald look is more becoming of me
Now they are sick of me being proper
And think I should roughen up my edges
Add a gold tooth, wear my pants around my ankles
The people say they want me to
Speak about sex, bitches, tricks, foes and hoes
Money and cars
You know how it goes,
The people say they don’t want to think
Or read between any lines
The people barely want to read
Maybe that is a contributing factor to their demise
The people say I should be versatile
And change with the wind
So, the people talked and the people laughed
The people gathered near and far
To witness the debacle they created
Their formula to birth a star
The people vanished one by one
Over time and far between
The people left no traces of
Intelligent or innovative beings
I look to my left
Then I look to my right
Damn, glad I never listened to the people
If I did, I would never be able to sleep at night
Bravo!! Bravo!!!
Thank you!! So glad you enjoyed it!
I really liked this piece. Nice work, Carlos!
Thanks Dranoel! I appreciate it and thanks for stopping by the site!
Yes sir! #BOOM… Who is “they” anyway?(incorrect grammar intended) lol!
LMAO!!! You got me rolling with the BOOM! It’s actually directed at no one in particular. Just mainly talking about how listening to people all the time will just have you constantly changing and never satisfied with yourself if you let them.
Its amazing how people dont know what they want until they get it. Keep it up bro
Yes, that is very true. It is amazing…thanks bro!! I appreciate it!
Glad you didn’t listen too.
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Thanks Lail! Glad you enjoyed the poem!