The Poet Poem by raymond letsitsa

In many one people' I've seen evil
Gays and straight men trying
To act equal
It's hard rocks that hit the bottom
That made you choke Abel
Cripples twist the situation
More than contortionists are able
Stop hating and bring your beef
For the hungry upon this table
I've just tested for AIDS and they
Found my situation stable
You rape my dog often
It has been giving birth to human babies
I can't escape you rabbis
You spread your virus into my animal and buy it's children nappies
Whatever the situation you can't
Escape these
These diseases you spread like butter
Won't escape your tongue like the
Words you utter
Utter destruction in your arms
Even your voodoo women never
Embraced a million charms