Fuck You, I'm Leaving. I'm tired of... Waking up at 6 and fighting ...all the rules binding Can't get my mind right from minding, it's blinding A sight to start sighting, though ... I always follow Only me walking down, those hallways so hollow Loading up the A-K, fuck it, I'm losing my breath Up every mourning, smelling the stench of death Those emails my wife sent, all gone to old news Sick of hearing ...how she's with all my old dudes Here to serve and protect, but what are we serving? Taking over a country ... thats just so undesevering I miss my home, my mother, my girl, I cant stand it Where are we going with this plane? Fuck you, land it I've had it, be loyal to friends? You're all just loosers We the centre of the world or just bullies an abusers? Yeah, it was a bad experiance, give me a hand to fall Are you going to appluad a man who can't stand at all? So what do we want? Nothing, we only ask for our needs Such a leader you are, request the only task is to bleed So, I'm leaving, the army, the country, and don't push Because I've seen what you're about, n' fuck you Bush Not sure what kind of writing this fits, some call it " hip hop poetry" Because it's NOT rap.
hey Po'It, i really liked this!! wasn't sure at the begining coz like you say it's sort of 'hip hop' style poetry, which isn't usually my thing but really got into it by the end. nice work.
