I'm Tired


I'm frustrated and in a fit,
Putting up with all this culture's shit,
Lazy bitches sucking off the government tit,
Entitled because they shat a little bastard out their slit.

I get fed up even more,
With this disaster called a war,
American boys and girls dying in horrendous gore,
Asking yourself daily...whatever for?

Infuriating me to no extent,
Hear me out while I get bent,
The way we treat each other in this global tent,
Beating and killing "just for fun" the vicious motherfucker's story went.

There's more and more...The phony news will while,
Brought into my living room with a full-lipped smile,
Evil laced stories twisted for ratings with expert guile,
Tearing my sanity apart...sifting through this world so vile.

I can't get it all in, there is so goddamn much,
Babies thrown into dumpsters and horrors such,
Politicians corrupt...dirty millions within their filthy clutch,
Abort the kid...couldn't roll on a rubber after she sucked his dick in a crack peddling hutch.

Fuck it all...I'm done with the tryst,
Can't seem to break myself off from this negative list,
I'm tired of getting slammed in the face with all of this, tends to make one very pissed,
Putting up with all this society's crap...get the gist?

Eric B. Ramey

Copyright ©2006 Eric B. Ramey


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