I Hate Everybody
I’m driving down this long road, carrying the
Same load, people are passing in their cars,
Their bodies near, their minds are far;
I’m dreaming of a baseball bat and shoving
It sideways up a yuppies crack, you turn to
See a demented hack, you try to see where
My mind is at but remember that curiosity killed
The cat but satisfaction brought her back;
I see a man who looks so frail,
I see another who looks like a whale,
I drink from an unholy grail,
She’s looking in the mail for a
Desperately horny male,
Well sex sells and I’m for sale
So let me tell you my tall tale
Before I use my dick to pound in a nail;
Sleeping in the hay loft,
The farmer gets pissed off and throws
Me to the ground that’s not soft;
No mercy, no god,
Finding truth in greedy fraud,
Laying on the wet sod,
Eating freshly caught raw cod
And beating up a lost mod
Who slid down a greasy rod;
I cover up and think I’m warm,
Caught up in my own charm,
The bell sounds but I don’t hear the alarm,
I open myself up to harm
Running away from the funny farm;
Get declined, get laid,
Go to work and don’t get paid,
I forgot the words my father said
And I lost the wings I thought I made;
Look above, look behind,
I can’t see the warning signs,
Walking drunk on a crooked line,
Looking at a watch that can’t wind,
I once remember a dog that whined,
I went out with a woman and we dined and wined,
Going crazy in my mind,
Washington politics cater to wealthy pricks,
Turning the corner and hitting some bricks,
I see people with wounds that they lick
Before throwing up and getting sick,
Don’t be a fool, try to act cool,
The government is full of hicks
Carrying around fake dicks;
Running mad around the bend,
I see a woman and flowers I send,
She tells me that she just wants to be friends,
I have wounds that will never mend,
So I run further raging mad,
Peoples luck that is bad makes me glad,
Death and disorder seem to be the fad,
I thought I rose above this
World so sad but again, I was had;
We sit here together in our rage,
Trapped inside hatreds cage,
We grow older but do not age
Like fine wine that
Tastes like sunshine,
I dream of war I want to wage
But I’m no sage,
I’m just a dork, hungry for pork,
I’ve been pushed out, left to pout,
Hating sauerkraut;
Where is love that is real?
Something, someone to feel, anything real,
I’m ready and willing to make a deal
But my heart might never heal;
I look around with growing anger,
Everyone seems to be a stranger,
The whole world is in danger,
I look at you,
Damned if you don’t, damned if you do,
They say the savior was born in a manger,
Then he died on a cross like hanger,
This world started and
Will end with a big gangbanger;
Grab a gun and fight for peas
But don’t shoot me if you please,
I’ve already been brought to my knees
And left to drown under the high seas;
She flips the cross around her back
And earns her money in the sack,
We all hold a demon carved on
The palms of our hands,
They tell us to wreak havoc on
Our square inch of land;
I’m drinking cyanide because I
Have no place left to hide,
Death is given to us at birth,
We’re supposed to use it to
Prove our worth;
My baby left me to rot in my arrogance,
She broke my heart before I could put up a defense,
I’m left alone in a confused trance,
I have many ants in my cheap pants,
Spiders crawl across my sleeping chest,
Killing spiders in the toilet is best,
I hate spiders I have confessed;
So many people are forced to bleed
When all they want is to be freed,
I can’t find a woman who will accept my seed,
New bohemians wear cool beads
And smoke the very best weed;
A rope swing almost ended my life,
I lost a very good pocketknife,
People say that I’m satanic,
My lucky number is six,
Men become religious to
Compensate For small dicks,
Yours truly and religion
Is a very bad mix,
A dog puts his head
Between his legs and licks;
Don’t forgive me father because
I know exactly what I do,
I see pain everywhere so I have
Trouble believing in you,
Men hurt women and you let it go,
For what reason I do not know,
There is no answer in the wind that blows;
I’m not a liar, my ass is on fire,
As it grows late, my rhymes tire;
Look at what I see and understand how angry I am,
Finish reading and tell me if you give a damn,
Take your gods,
Holy or material and throw them away,
Stop and listen to the words that I say,
If all I know is true then we might soon pay,
We might be in the middle
Of enjoying our last day;
Shoot them with a gun,
Some think initiation is fun,
I can’t see any sun,
I’m just another pawn,
My common sense is gone,
My brains are in the john,
I think I smell like camel dung,
All of this nonsense is done.
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