Every Word That I Heard Made Me Want to Kill That Bird

inuni on Oct 20, 2009

This is about spreading roomers in any form and the people that add to the roomer that somebody told them.

I knew the roomers were spreading;

And the pigeon’s there about.

I knew that she was letting;

My name come out her mouth.

These roomers-made me bitter.

Damn right! I was disturbed.

You know, I couldn’t hit her.

But every word that I heard,

Made me want to kill that bird.

She said that I was foolish;

That I acted like the thugs.

But, why would she do this?

I guess, its in her drugs.

This pigeon made me meaner;

Than a hunger never served.

I knew god could redeem her.

Still, every word that I heard,

Made me want to kill that bird.

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Comments (5)

ashan1614 on Oct 20, 2009
And poeple will take rumors and run with them, add their own part to it so it keeps getting bigger.
ceegirl on Oct 20, 2009
To me words don’t hurt but when they put they hands on you, is a different story.
sandie on Oct 20, 2009
if people dislike you then the rumours are like an addiction where it will stick and grow, so you need to knock it in the bud before it does as they are slandering your good name, real good poem.
cutedrishti8 on Oct 21, 2009
I agree with ashan
Jane Jane on Oct 28, 2009
don’t mind them because those who care for you won’t believe them.

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