Judged by Helen Keller

I know poetry hasn’t any room for cliché

I used to break outlived rules every day

like every time I write I have anger to spray

I’m sick of greedy fucks and the games they play

another two-faced prick showed his colors today

white mechanic covered in grease looks pretty gray

I’ll always be guilty even though I’ve changed

I still get judged by dysfunctional fucks who’re insane

I can’t pretend it doesn’t hurt, holding all this pain

here comes the cliché for those of you who mind

justice is a deaf bitch who happens to be blind

unlike Helen Keller it’s, also, lost it’s fucking mind

one day they’ll be judged and sentenced for all time

I may not be perfect but I know I’ll be fine 

April 2014 by Tamara Nicholas