You used to talk to yourself /
Crazy to everyone else /
Now to a i phone That answers back /
How crazy is that /
A empty room /
Yells out to me /
jimmy , jimmmmmy mack /
When are you coming back /
How crazy is me /
Hear but not see /
Feel but not touch /
Same room you and me /
How crazy is WE /
jimmy j
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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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