The Hood Rat

Another poem from my childhood days.

I've been hearing these rumor

how you like to use your words like bullets

shooting all the boys and girls you see fit.

Did they deserve such a slashing from your tounge?

 

You probally think your the leader of the dog pack.

But really your just a hood rat.

Leaving your droppings behind like lies.

They smell of disease and ruined lives.

 

You think of friends as expendables.

Trade in the receat for the next big fad.

How much lower can you get?

But what else could I expect from a hood rat.

 

I bet in twenty years you'll never change.

Doing the same old thing.

Reloading words and spread them out on full auto.

Why must you shoot former friends?

 

I can't believe my heart had a thing for you

Oh so many moons ago.

But thank god your just another fad.

I've lost intrest in you, so beat it kid.

Author's Note

This is another poem I found from my childhood. if you like it cool if not that's cool too cause my poems were not as good back then as they are now.

Reviews

[S Sanders]

Wow, "leaving your droppings behind like lies." Now that's a line; I like that, and it so fittingly goes with the metaphorical hood rat:-) The cool thing about writing is that it can be our BEST friend; it rarely talks back, listens intently, and is in tune with us, our soul, our spirit, whether that be angst, love, confusion--the written word is always there to finish our thought.

[DarkMistofNight]

This is pretty good. Though, I did notice that after the line 'But what else could I expect from a hood rat' needs a question mark, not a period. Aside from that, this is highly original, very interesting indeed.

[XxKooperxX]

Why thank you :) that's really nice of you to say.