Be
An Ordinary
Man clearly not
An Extraordinary Land
Be
An Ordinary
Man Clearly Not
A Very Extraordinary
Land, walk hand in hand
To future that looks all bland
What is ordinary, for G’s its glocks and AK’s
For Philosophers its how intricate time plays
For Mystics it’s learning Gods ways
For me it’s the ethereal Daze
Time passing in Haze
Being ordinary
But this is about lil Suzie. To ordinary for her own good
Suzie was a young girl 4ft 4” bland hair she kept them with curls
distressing how the story unfurls, like a blossoming bud tossed and hurled
3 years she had been in elementary, atomosphere unfriendly only animosity
Just 20 enemies, black hearted lil kids in bids plotting a new taunt a trick
Came up with the putrid plan to push petrified Suzie in a bush thicket
The wrists bled as she fell into the dead pricks of the plants
Crying for “Mommy” while the other kids laughed and danced
They pranced and poked lil Suzie down the lanes of roads, threw toads
At her feet and face, in disgrace Suzie ran to another place, the chase
Went on and on, then they were gone, same things going on for 3 years long
Now Suzie is left………….. Crying at the gutter
Stutters and slips………….on streams of butter
The Skull painted ……………The grey road red
Now Lil Suzie………….…..in peace and dead
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