Poor unfortunate soul

Poor unfortunate soul

A Poem by Destiny Nicole
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A spoken word with a little help from the movie, little mermaid. In order to understand the rhyme scheme you must MUST MUST know the song. If you don't know the song then please youtube it.

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I'll admit this generation is so nasty, 
They weren't kidding when they said it would get worst. 
You'll find that now a days, people care less about their ways,
lots of twerking little working and s**t slang, like Yaaaas! 
And unfortunately there's a lot of havoc, 
Between races, color and who is best dressed. 
And please try not to laugh, but this world is all we have 
full of people killing people just for fun, pathetic. 
Poor unfortunate souls, so dumb, naive. 
All the guys want is some p***y, girls trade p***y for fake love.
But does it get worst...Yes indeed.
These poor unfortunate souls, so sad, so true. 
Men only want you for one thing, women are naive to this old roos
But do they let them? Yes they do. 
Now its happened once or twice, innocent people paid the price, for the buffoonery and ignorance cross the globe. 
some have tried  to provoke change but all in all things stay the same.
Thanks to these poor unfortunate souls.

People are dying, Men are all lying, and women only get what want using their body language HA! 
This generation will never get better, Boys and girl all gather round, Ill tell you why.
When you sit down on your couch and turn you idiot box on, your puppet master is always right there in your face. 
Come on, theres men rapping about being a trap queen. Honestly who in the hell wants to be that? 
Whatever happen to the gents who want a lady with a brain, 
No I'm not talking about great oral sex. 
Come on you poor unfortunate soul. 
Go ahead, be naive. I'm a very busy women and I haven't got all day to tell you how much media rules your life.
You poor unfortunate soul. It's sad but true. 
Keep on twerking, keep on killing take those drugs and other things, Take a gulp and take a breath because the truth is going to sting. 

Your all robots, media's trapped you all. 
Media's on a role. 
These poor unfortunate souls.

But listen up closely and understand, I had to make you see
what happening to the individual voices of society. 
Now sing....

Government controls of you,
pulling the strings, telling you what to do. 
Cut the strings before it is to late.
Take control of your life today 
It's your choice.

Ursula Laughs....hard. 

 

© 2015 Destiny Nicole


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Destiny Nicole
Destiny Nicole

Los Angeles , CA



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