UNCOOL-TRUE STORY
The M.A.D. Poet (aka Melissa A. Dean)
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Dedicated to YOU! I love YOU! And I feel your pain. YOU are not alone...
Special Thanks To:
J. Christ, Mom, Dad, Auntie Jean, & to all my Fans!
Contents
Moving “Foreword"
Uncool- True Story
Foreword
What goes through the mind of one contemplating suicide? What has to happen? Why does one have such an urge to die?
Is it after one finally breaks down and starts to cry, that one suddenly loses all interest in One’s life? What does the devil have to whisper into One’s ear, to motivate one into feeling the need to disappear? And where is the Lord at this crucial moment? Yes, He lives above, but He sees it (doesn’t He?)! So why in His name doesn’t He try to stop it!?
I just really want to know, what pushes one over the edge? And where was One’s Angel, or did it help to push one off the ledge? Oh, see now I may be stepping on some toes. But do you think that its’ humanity that makes so many go... before their time? You never know’ maybe I’ll go before mine. But one thing is for certain, conspiracy is most definitely a crime!
So that is it! I refuse to look down on helpless Souls. Because we’ll never really know if the world played a major role in one’s demise. Though, I don’t think World Peace would have claimed so many lives. But then again, I’ll never know, because
Hatred is the Stem of Humanity’s Flower.
Corruption Dances with Power.
And the One who contemplates suicide will finally decide to go under the ground.
Such is life, and so the cycle goes around and around.
The M.A.D. Poet
Melissa A. Dean
Best Regards’
Uncool-True
Story
I
used to pick on her, she was as skinny as a stick
I wasn't scared
of her, she didn't run with a clique
I ran my own crew (we were
hard to get to know)
We threw parties, Oh No, She wasn't allowed
to go.
What
would I look like to my peers?
I had my own inner fears a
reputation to uphold-
We had hallways those folks couldn't walk
through
If you were “Uncool” you had to abide by the Cools’
rules!
And in the lunchroom she sat far away from our table
But
just close enough for us still to be able
To throw our garbage at
her- she never said a word
She’d just brush it off like it never
even hurt
We had class together she tried to transfer, they
wouldn't let her
'Said we were both grown, said we should both
know better
Had to threaten her told her if she ever told on me
again
I'd let her have it make her life a leaving hell though I
already did
What was she going to do? This little punk I ran this
school
“Yo, I'm yo' momma here look at me when I'm talking to
you! “
I had this girl shook she knew the rules of the
Constitute
Different levels of society she was at the bottom of
the food chain-
And I was like that Lion Queen!