That women laying next to you /
Yes the one who used sex for a tool /
To stand by you at deaths door /
You chose this whore /
thinking of the good one you dumped /
Damn you was a chump /
Breathing hard you hear her shout /
Whore talk with out a doubt /
Honey where the keys to the car /
The combination to the safe /
Wheres the money you hid away /
The deed to the house /
Wheres all your diamonds and gold /
If i may be so bold /
She holds not your hand ,but your cock /
Knowing your on deaths time clock /
Baby baby sign this paper /
It is nothing but a formality /
Yes this women laying next to you /
In death you will see only you the fool /
jimmy j
I write this to all men who let their zipper down to close their hearts of real love and yes i write it for me too .....It is about being to late for I'm sorry ...I write it with a tear in my eye and love in my heart........
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About Me
- Jimmy J.
- Poetry, what is it? A poet what is that? I doubt its me ! To me poetry is a word description of life. No matter a good or bad life only the truth of life. A poet can only truly describe a life he lives or has lived. One can not write about drug addiction, gangs, violence, and despair if he or she has not dwelled there. I write things I feel because I have been there, done that and know what many people feel because I feel it. What effects the young today effected the old yesterday. Nothing really has changed when it comes to poverty. I write about black and white issues because I feel neither black nor white, because I refuse to wear color of skin. I write about the young because I never grew up. I write about the old because the years added up.
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