Computers,
The the hum and whir
Of the systems of computers
And the appliances of all the humans.
The addictive ones
The unhealthy ones
All that is about those computers.
All the things you can do
With your family
With your pet,
That all are not those beasts
Those computers are mean,
They take our time,
and take our love,
They devour us.
Banana is good
Full of potassium
Can eat it all day
But radiation is emitted from banana
So I can’t eat too many
Otherwise I will get sick
And then I can’t eat banana anymore
But banana will always be in my heart
Logan, a funny little weird guy
Sometimes he’s so silly he’d get hit with a pie
Walking around the place
Getting himself in a bit of a chase
Making funny sounds
Looking like an hilarious clown
Playing mobile legends all day
Until the moon comes out to play.
The silent mourners clad in white
Lament in wordless song
Their soundless screams of misery
Are lost in twilight’s ink
They shake their heads as they hear the news
Far too young, they accuse
Far too good for the brush of Death
To stifle her choking breath
Oh, for she was pure of heart
With a beauty, unmatched
Silver tresses spilling softly
Now are pooled around her head
Adorned with crimson petals
Which will never see sun again
But out of the stillness, a voice
She cannot be truly
gone
The speaker wears blood red rubies
Revolting gems that crash
Against the side of his wife’s coffin
As he lowers her
deeper
deeper
deeper
And-
He must be dreaming
Because she whispers
she whispers
From her bed of dirt and soil
You
you did not think
that setting me on fire
would make you ashes too
my love.
Her deafening screams of misery
Are lost in twilight’s ink.
I love Rinzen
He is great
Rinzen plays Fortnite
All day and all night
His dad can’t play
Because he is going to pay
For the milk they need
To eat their cereal
Inside it is safe
Inside I can play
Without being teased
Inside, I’m always pleased
Sitting down all day
I just sit there and play and play
When I play, I don’t have to pay
But when I do pay, my imaginary friends go
“No way!”
I buy the newest skins
And then win win win!
Big, loud, Samurais
Small, quiet, silver, jetpacks
They crash in heaven
There was a boy that lived so far away
He was cranking all day
He played creative all day.
And had no life.
You woke up to play
You want to play all day
Your dad is not here to play
Your friends are not here today
You wait all day to play
Your dad is here now, you try to play
He says I’m not here to play
Then he spanks you all day
There once was an orphan named Alakba
He played all day
Then one day he passed away
From pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis
A very bad disease.