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It’s not about surviving
It’s about being rescued
Not that I haven’t victimized a few myself.
It’s about knowing who she is,
And having no idea what she’ll do
And I’m asking her
“Why isn’t your pussy erect!”
And she is crying
“Why do you have to be so hard?”
Legs wide open,
I’m looking at a mouth with no jaw;
Hairless just like her other,
Soft and saggy
Promising nothing but mumbling.
So mom give me another confused speech,
“Why do you have to be so hard?”
Because faggots are boys,
And men only know about growing up.
Boys know all about losing their manhood,
The consolation is soft lips,
So I would call them a little manlier.
And with their histories of the mainstream
Soft-intellectuals tell me the evil of “nigger”
And it isn’t proper to call themselves “faggots”
Because they fuck the opposite sex,
And everything else that will give them nothing more than fetus.
That is their heterosexuality,
And mine is raising a young man,
Who has no one to raise him
But his imagination;
And all those who raised him,
See such a beautiful valley.
I see Germans in a Mexican family,
Who wear the crown,
Ethnic or not.
Who could put down,
If I’m standing or laying.
The guy with his pussy and erection
Saying “they are both valid,
If they can validate me.”
