Not What You Expect

Not What You Expect

A Poem by Blacke Hennessey
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Idle lines

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This is not an average rhyme to suit your poetry pining
A blank portal that becomes sensible from a soul that's chiming
Oh the marigold aura of the sun smiles on my person, rhyming...
Mirror, mirror on the wall what's the most psychotic part in this all
Don't be a meanie and stall, my aim was to quickly appall
But though the sky's blue haze appears so tranquil, my heart falls
 
Shoulders sagging, I give up this pathetic pretense 
Who am I kidding? I know my self-esteem isn't dense
They called me ugly, dumb and around my heart built I a fence
My mother knocked me up the head 'You got no sense!'
Tried being smart, not intelligent, so didn't make a difference...
Found one thick and decided to do it quick
What you ask? What I ask? This mirror is a mimic
Just delaying the suicidal pulls by means of lyric
Hurry! Hurry! Read this thing in a rush
I don't get sympathy much...
Daddy bought me a doll for my birthday
Moment of happiness spoilt as my mind cries mayday
Mother approaches...carrying a large tray
Boxing it from my hand, my scalding tears signal payday...
Her face was everywhere, haunting me in nightmares
Couldn't stand daddy's love for me, yet she didn't care
She despised me when he gave me a quick peck
My sorrows were not what you expect.

© 2012 Blacke Hennessey


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Blacke Hennessey
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Kingston, Kingston, Jamaica



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