maiotaku poem #1

I am in a life thats all I know I believe in a God let that be known as a travel through a valley with a shadow of death I will fear no evil in this world for if God be with me who shall I fear or what. I come to people out of no where in there time of need to shine the light a be a lantern Its wether I stay or go is up to you I know thats what God wants me to do as a kid I dream of a man he just said be kind to your brothers n sister's set the world free take your heart give it to others when I was young a troubled some I rebeled against My duty and just wanted to paint one town red perhaps more but as time dragged me down so did the size I had become no longer was a swift or agile I was tall n just getting slower I fought all my life what's the point in fighting on some more trouble was what I was A God fearing man I have become but don't get me wrong stranger I will kill you if I must after all I almost killed a man once thats was the day I hung my demons up to dry we all have our demons leave me to hold back mine my God says do unto others what you do unto you so I intend to do so but with mercy for my fellow man I love this earth I love my fellow man but I hate myself inside just cause I know I am just another vessel for God I love my God so much I'd sacrifice myself for another being no matter the scenarios I have less mercy for I than for you let that be known every day I eat my own life away with thoughts of my own decay I brighten others with thoughts so they can see a brighter future than I but I constantly decorate my heart like a grave

Roses are red, violets are blue, I was too lazy to read. and I cant rhyme. Fuck the police !!

I see I can write sonnets if I try but I free write poetry most of the time to get out a burst of demons out of me I don't normally write sonnets just cause... those ate usually love or messages of hope... which are rare I have to be having one hell of a fucking good day to write a sonnet other than that no thank you but much obliged

Oh Oh let me. I am quite good at poems. Ahem: There once was a man, who couldnt see. Neither the sky, nor the cherry blossom tree. One day he thought, how does it feel, To see, not only to hear, to know what is real. He might have been blind, but sure had a clear mind. When he decided to take a walk, he was sure to have overheart a conversation. The man was sure that he heard someone talk. A Male with a strong voice, asked for the way. And despite the noise, the blind man answered right away. He described in full detail, where he has to go. Then someone said to the blind man: '' Who ya talkin to dude, theres nobody here, yo. The blind man realised, he heard someone talk from the other side, of the street. The blind man said. I might be blind, but at least I am not justin bieber. Fuck Justin bieber. The end ? yes.