There Is No Meaning Poem by Kamal Awwaad

With your ass in the air and your head on the ground
They punched your face and spit on it
Your pride has collapse
And there is no fix for that so you laugh
Boy…would you let it

There is no meaning

In the darkness of your bedroom you see the devil
He try to scar you with his mischievous spirit
You jumped into his act
And there was nothing in that so you laugh
Boy…would you let it

There is no meaning

When you are walking the streets soaked in muddy water
Your shoes caught filth and your jeans got wet
They were both good brand
And there is no laundry cleaning that so you laugh
Boy…would you let it

There is no meaning

Those biology books sitting on any library
Darwin prank a human out of a monkey
There are no solid facts
And there is no monkey honoring that so you laugh
Boy…would you let it

There is no meaning