Cruelty Poems
Your Wife Is Carrying My Baby
by Randy Johnson
Your wife isn't carrying your baby, she's carrying mine.
She wanted me to marry her but I had to decline.
She didn't want tongues to wag about her being an unwed mother.
She was afraid of people's reactions, that's why she married you after becoming your lover.
She pushed her mother down the stairs because she's very mean.
She posted naked pictures of me on Facebook, she's also obscene.
I'd had enough of her cruel behavior and I decided to dump her then and there.
When I learned she told you that you're the father, I had to tell you because it's unfair.
I can't let her do this to you, I can't and won't keep quiet.
You may not believe me and you may even want to fight.
......
Daddy Monster
by Louis Zo
Daddy, daddy, what is it you do,
Your green bleak skin, blotched and chewed?
I serve our kin, our Kings, to name a few,
who, with Their big, black arms, have ruled and rule the rules.
I kiss Their boots, lick Their hooves and pledge to do
anything a fanatic, a fool, a tool would do;
Ah-woo, Ah-woo.
Daddy, daddy, what is it you do,
......
How can a man be so cruel?
by Esha Mahmood
Ask me what gushes
Red, bright, with my blood:
Wrath at the cruel beast!
Rage at the man so vicious!
Who eats a precious heart,
A soft, a loving heart.
To him a juicy piece of meat,
He sqeezes, tweaks and tears apart.
......
Heart of gold
by Esha Mahmood
I met a woman with silver hair
And golden heart,
I talked to her out of
Impulse.
So fair a thing i had yet not seen:
Harmless, lovely, kind,
Pure,
As a newborn child.
And defenseless too.
......
Daddy Monster
by Louis Zo
Daddy, daddy, what is it you do,
Your green bleak skin, blotched and chewed?
I serve our kin, our Kings, to name a few,
who, with Their big, black arms, have ruled and rule the rules.
I kiss Their boots, lick Their hooves and pledge to do
anything a fanatic, a fool, a tool would do;
Ah-woo, Ah-woo.
Daddy, daddy, what is it you do,
......
How can a man be so cruel?
by Esha Mahmood
Ask me what gushes
Red, bright, with my blood:
Wrath at the cruel beast!
Rage at the man so vicious!
Who eats a precious heart,
A soft, a loving heart.
To him a juicy piece of meat,
He sqeezes, tweaks and tears apart.
......
Heart of gold
by Esha Mahmood
I met a woman with silver hair
And golden heart,
I talked to her out of
Impulse.
So fair a thing i had yet not seen:
Harmless, lovely, kind,
Pure,
As a newborn child.
And defenseless too.
......
Your Wife Is Carrying My Baby
by Randy Johnson
Your wife isn't carrying your baby, she's carrying mine.
She wanted me to marry her but I had to decline.
She didn't want tongues to wag about her being an unwed mother.
She was afraid of people's reactions, that's why she married you after becoming your lover.
She pushed her mother down the stairs because she's very mean.
She posted naked pictures of me on Facebook, she's also obscene.
I'd had enough of her cruel behavior and I decided to dump her then and there.
When I learned she told you that you're the father, I had to tell you because it's unfair.
I can't let her do this to you, I can't and won't keep quiet.
You may not believe me and you may even want to fight.
......
