I wrote this poem with what I perceived her poem I’m Nobody would sound like in today’s time.
I’m Somebody – who the fuck are you?
You’re just Somebody too!
This is not a luck jar
For you to dip your toes in boo.
It’s my world too – and I’ll spit
Whatever my jaw can do.
No hopers? Shit –
You give me no hope
To keep this dope mind on
The ropes to grope at success –
My point – like my black Indian pipe
You diss life with your ripe
Lies and construct or destruct
Interaction with affliction
And your despise
Toward everything we stand for.
Make it great again?
‘Cause I know I will not end for
This war over a wall?
A wall?! Shit, I thought that was jokes
For the blokes who don’t know
No better show than to see
What Trumps got to be
In the news for – and its on my mind
Can’t stay on my grind
With this bull shit.
Build a wall around my lines
Of existence –
And submerge within the misfits
That are fined time and time
Again for being so fed up with money and fame.