me being born in the right year; some poems
You Were Actually Born Under:
Full of spunk, you are the original party animal.
You bring fun, activity, and stimulation to any event.
Self-control is not one of your strong points; you have been known to over indulge.
Cheerful and energetic, you can turn the most boring thing into something fun.
You are most compatible with a Rat or Dragon.You Should Have Been Born Under:
You've got a ton of energy - and need plenty of room to roam.
You tend to follow your whims, and it's hard for you to stick to one thing.
Specific jobs, loves, and friends are always changing and never a part of your life for long.
Very intuitive, you tend to know what people are thinking before they say a word.
You are most compatible with a Dog or Tiger.
What Year Were You Born Under? Shinto
Once again I feel down a hole
I’m in a bit of nothingness
The past few month seen very pointless
Where ive was drawing meaning from is of no part of the dictionary
Quite clearly I am my mother
Or the 18th reincarnation of the Dalai Lama
2nd tempest all the way
But I’m down with it
So it might be better just to beat people
Close my self off
Humans are frightening things
Comfort levels whip around like metronomes
We live in a well-lit darkness
I’m not even who I am any more
I can say I’m not dealing with it
I bet it will deal with me
I can’t even see anymore
It’s too clear
I can hear better with my eyes in the mud
Its time to punch myself in the nuts
And get over it in a flash of glory
Start a new day in a new republic
As if the old land was never there
Liberian Song
(Liberian song is a work in progress)
What is wrong with you
You can’t have it, these two
The ways are many, the action few
A life of pain a life abused
A life between the two to chose
And if you chose your choice will rule
When I was born I was told these rules
A list of do dads to join dead fools
A thought a choice an effort to be cruel
A bully who admits to pissing in a pool
A smaller body in the everybody
The sun
A beginning,
A start of life
Of meaning
A helium art
A blast
A flow
An expansion of life
Of blood
Across the black
A rock
A ride
A boat
That rides the blood as far as it can
The edge
The boat the end
Turn back in