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  1. Hendrow
    The History Of The Smo’ King.
    (Who rules Who exactly?)
     
    “Smoking you’re joking, no thanks not me.”
    This is the history of the Smo’ King,
    If he rules your life, then he will ruin everything,
    If you have never met him then hear what I say,
    In my description of his servant’s typical day,
    Awake in the morning, could be around dawn,
    Tired but alive with a lazy mans yawn,
    Either before or after breaking your fast,
    You will honour him by saying, “at last”
    He promises you comfort that you never receive,
    Filling you with lies only a fool would believe,
    Like a drug, or bug, he’s in your bloodstream,
    He is like life to you, do you know what I mean?
    It’s really funny, but not that you would laugh,
    Some people take him everywhere, even in the bath,
    He has injured and killed so many to this very day,
    To serve him as king you must be prepared to pay,
    You will spend the last penny in this World that you possess,
    That is what he charges to take away your stress,
    He can’t even do that, he puts more on enough,
    Makes me sick. . . . . . . . Do you want another puff?
     
    He marks every servant with a special scent,
    Those that have served him will know what that meant,
    His touch is like poison, in fact thats what it is,
    With much avoidance, then you will live,
    You see he has fooled many into thinking, they rule him,
    However, millions are the servants of the Smo’ King,
    He will make you think of him, both day and night,
    To break his rule over you can be a difficult fight,
    When you are feeling the pain, the hurt and the strain,
    Wondering if you will ever be free again,
    What does he want, what is his aim?
    Your heart, soul and mind is what he wants to claim,
    From one to ten, and from ten to a grand,
    How did I get addicted? I don’t understand,
    I used to reach for him without giving it a thought,
    I won’t preach this King because he brings me to nought,
    To break his hold over you is done through the truth,
    If told you how to get away, would you take the escape route?
    There is nothing to argue or even be debated,
    It’s high time the King was assassinated,
    For what he has done, he must be made to pay,
    Me and you, are free to turn around and walk away.
    1. Hendrow

      Hendrow

      Oops that is the wrong poem. :(

  2. Hendrow
    I write poetry about my autism, such as this which follows.
     
    Will Sorry Do?
    Why do you twist and turn things, and then call me evil,
    Later you say you love me, thats unbelievable,
    I have tried and tried, tried to explain,
    There is an issue, a problem with my brain,
    One minute you speak as one who understands,
    The next you want to kill me with your bare hands.
    1. Rallu

      Rallu

      You are a poetic person, brilliant!

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