I’m not a poet.
And I know it.
I just start writing.
And see what comes out.
Flowing like a stream.
If you what I mean
Although it might not be what it might seem.
Sometimes.
Who’s to say it’s about me anyway.
Maybe it’s my alter ego.
An extended version of myself.
A platform to rebel against ignorance.
Among other things.
A place to say no.
We stand against the biased media.
We stand against the rubbish.
We stand against the sensationalists.