A poem/rap verse I wrote last semester in one of my classes. I did a lot of writing in classes last semester, and I wasn't taking notes.

Whatever, see you motherfuckers when I get a life
Or never again if I can first find a wife
lets prepare the breakfast of champions tonight
our diet, full of caloric cowardice
is weighing us down and we can't remember
the last time we didn't weep in December
or march, for that matter
seasonal depression probably isn't the diagnosis
when you can count the months you've haven't cried on an orange's limbs
you're falling now, head under heels
lookin up to the sky for a skirt to see
or were you looking for genitals too warm for your own heat?
there is a place beyond all women's clothing where we've never been
and its more tangible than their metaphysical heart.
you know the place, i've no need to place
a name on the foreign land from which you and i came
never to come and visit again
celibacy for life
introversion for all the hours of day and night
might you face the portion of you that is as fearful
as an abused child, you may shed the skin where scars are
just a word of advice for those who have given up on christ:
take everything for what it is and nothing more;
facades are not a right, desire is not a fight.