Oh my god
I found my sister’s friend.
I’m holding
my girlfriends hand.
“Oh my.”
My friend said, “I can see a dead man’s head.”
I see a blond woman and she is coming.
I can hear
a clowns laughter, and he is fatter.
WE are
At a new years eve party
And we are
Drinking Bacardi.
The countdown is just getting started
and my friend is having a ball.

Peace lives in my eyes
They allow me to see what
good and beautiful things
there are in the world
I see the leaves on the trees
I see the smiles on people’s faces
I see my friends laughing

My eyes allow me to see
the bad things in the world
I see people living on the streets
I see people fighting
I see people crying

Peace lives in my hands
My pencil hits the paper
I let out all my anger
I write how I feel
My hands allow me to feel
I can touch
I can create.

Trees can talk,
They can also walk.

They can sing,
But, they have no bling.

Trees like to dance,
But the don’t know they have no chance.

It's a white lady
Wearing a pink dress
In a dark room, in the dark
Waiting for God to talk
She's looking out a window
At New York City
So God can talk to her
She's get up
So she's just sitting and sitting
Waiting for God.

Well he threw the stone at my foot
Ow!
Weep
Stone hit my foot
Aw man
I don’t know!
Everybody says,
“Nooo!”
“Don’t stop!”