The Notorious G.A.G.A
German Alcala
Published by German Alcala at Smashwords
Copyright 2011 German Alcala
POEM LISTING
Prologue.
The Manifesto of G.A.G.A
1.
The Notorious G.A.G.A
2.
California Breeze
3.
The Notorious G.A.G.A Working The Night
4.
Where Is Life?
5.
Six Inch Heels
6.
Just Write
7.
Baddest Bitch (In the World)
8.
Holding Doubt
9.
(Japan) Out Of the Sea
10.
Behind The Leather
Bonus
Poem
11.
FAGGOT
12.
What I’m Sayin’
13.
Damage Control
14.
Upper West Fair
15.
Another Number
16.
Will I Ever Surprise You?
…Prologue…
The
Manifesto of G.A.G.A
This
is the manifesto of Alcala
This is the manifesto
This is how
it starts off
This is what started the rise
And the fall
This
is The Manifesto of G.A.G.A
In the mind of a slowly deranged
poet
G.A.G.A was born
German Alcala, a talented yet fragile
being
He lived within the body of another
German Alcala, a
beauty of night and crime
But the two minds were not two
beings
They were slowly coming together as one
As the Notorious
Criminal shot farther out
The Fragile Talent quietly lurked back
away
And the criminal became fragile from inside
It was then
clear that they would prosper
And thus began the power of two
beings
Arms of strong evil wrapped around the delicate talent
As
they flew high into the night sky in one body
They beard ambition,
pure power, and boundless talent
However, as they flew higher into
the dark
They found the source of all the darkness there
It was
the hands of reason holding down the two beings
The darkness
seeped into the one body’s mind
And it cried out in anger as the
two beings separated
As the madness overcame the terrible
darkness
A glint of light in the shadows appeared to help them
The
two beings now safe only feared of higher darkness
“How would we
stay the same with coming shadows?”
How indeed? These are their
stories of pain and redemption.
….1….
The
Notorious G.A.G.A
I’ll
let you meet a gangster
She’s such an enraged spitting beast
Or
at least she pretends
Underneath her is a dark girly girl
Hailing
from the dirty South Central
She’s named: The Notorious
G.A.G.A
Hello, hello, readers, it’s G.A.G.A
How I loved a
boy once was ridiculous
I loved him so much, but then he left
And
damn, I guess I’m heart broken
How sad he didn’t want to
stay
When one lives in sorrow
They damn themselves
And
I will not damn my own soul
So, I lost someone
I hate to
lose
Well, there’s no more to do
Too bad that he blew me off,
but I’ll live
Because to the streets I’m known as G.A.G.A
The
hard monster with lots of bullets to give
And with the glossiest
black leather in L.A
Don’t doubt that I have myself an AK-47
I
call my AK-47 a gun and a key to heaven
So hey, readers, I am
The Notorious G.A.G.A
A name I fashioned for myself from boredom
G
stands for German, and A stand for Alcala
Then I doubled it into a
poppy foursome
I am The Notorious G.A.G.A
….2….
California
Breeze
Love
New York
Love any small town
Love everything about America
Love
everything about the world
Hand in hand. Run with me
We
won’t be seen ever again
My love, let’s run away to
victory
We’ll be known far as insane
Before the police
can catch us
Before the guilt can set in our minds
Before we
think twice about these choices
Let’s run away and live our days
in tides
California
breeze, my love, we’ll run away
Far away from this place to the
lights
To the place where we will live out our days
California
breeze will give your skin might
Hand in hand. Follow me
there
To the city of weed and love
The gentle breeze in the
sunny air
It’s like dying and going up above
Don’t
hesitate to change your name
We’ll be drinking luxurious
drinks
Just wait until we stand with the fame
Hollywood will
have a place for us
California breeze will lift us up so
high
Together we’ll run so far away from the law
The
California breeze will be right
The waters so warm will leave us
in awe
Come with me, my love, don’t give up
Everything
doesn’t have to end here
We’re outlaws, but not in another
state
California holds what we want
We’ll be a million miles
from here
Far away from the law, from justice
Together we’ll
run in the sandy beach
Together we’ll see the celebrities
dine
We’ll be among the beautiful people
California
breeze calls out to you and I
Don’t hesitate, pack your things,
and fly
With me let’s fly together in the breeze
Let’s run
away and laugh in the California Breeze
….3….
Notorious
G.A.G.A Working the Night
The
dark streets are too dark for most to see
But the Notorious
G.A.G.A can light her own way
The rat bitches and the darkness run
away from me
They all know not to mess with the night’s
lady
Don’t think the Notorious G.A.G.A is a whore
The AK-47
held tight in my white silky hand
Tonight I’m going to be
working the jewelry store
I’m the most Notorious bitch in the
dolly land
Anybody trying to stop me will eat my lead
Because
this is just a common night’s work
It doesn’t matter if a few
rats have to go dead
It’s not me! It’s this baby of mine, my
gun’s a jerk
It kills like a cold blooded assassin, and I let
it
Why wouldn’t I? It’s like practice for my honey
It’s
always ready to shoot any place or body to shit
It’s the best
way you could ever go out for money
I’m the baddest bitch in
this city with black leather
So don’t try to stop me as I walk
these streets
The Notorious G.A.G.A won’t repeat her letter
I
don’t care for a stupid ho’s redundant bleats
These poems and
writings only pay a couple bills
Let me work the night, because
somebody has to do it
The Notorious G.A.G.A has to work like
everybody else
The Notorious G.A.G.A working the night? Seems
befit
….4….
Where
Is Life?
Strange
how a three year old boy develops his cancer
Stranger still that
when he cries, no one will answer
So, when he dies. Will you hold
yourself responsible?
For giving onto this young boy something so
despicable
Tell me where is life? You gave it to us
You
gave it to us, and in you we trust
Where is life? Not where it
should
He could have lived to do only good
Strange how a
six year old grows his brain tumors
Stranger still that soon his
existence will be rumors
When he died he left behind such sadness
and pain
Will you go down and apologize for the family’s
pain?
Come down from your precious throne in the sky
To
hand the mother a tissue when she begins to cry
And to heal the
brother of his horrid memories
And to look at all the children at
cancer charities
For they are only so young, but know of their
fate
They know that they’ll die young, and never date
So,
should they look into your eyes, my good lord
and ask why they
must be cut by a surgical sword
Will you be the one to lie, and
say they’ll be fine?
For when the time has passed and they
lie in their tombs
You are the one who denied those children their
grooms
Through your will and your awesome intelligence of life
You
dealt those innocent children the tarot card of Knife
Strange
how you love to see all the children fall away
Stranger still they
lost the chance to see a brighter day
So once your religion dies
out of the people losing trust
Don’t be surprised for you were
the one to abandon us
Tell me where is life? It’s not in the
children
You hold life. Hold it from the illness ridden
Where
is life? It is with you and in your control
Badly placed; you are
obviously unfit for the role
….5….
Six
Inch Heels
Watch
me, and stare at my walk
A pretty face tops off the pretty show
My
eyes are bright but reflect no heart
So look at me as my skin can
only glow
But I warn you not to ask for a kiss
My soul is
cold and my body is warm
My six inch heels have sharp ends
There
may be an explosion at my hone
And I’ll shoot the culprit with
no amends
Six inch heels are my only companions
There may
be a boy who approaches me
And should his smile be warm
enough
I’ll let him take me home and make a plea
But I won’t
be there when he wakes up
Six inch heels are my only
companions
The world is mine when my pocket is stuffed
But
when I start running out of the stuff
I crack out my gun, run up
to the bank
“Give me some money! I have to buy more shoes”
A
six inch getaway car for Bonnie and Clyde
And just like that
I’m back on the street
I’m the girl with a head held up so
high
As I walk with the surest possible feet
My own best friend
with a smile so sly
I walk away from crimes on six inch heels
….6….
Just
Write
Bring
red wine for a convict named G.A.G.A!
A whole year goes by and I
do not work
I’ve waited a bit too long, long
The plot is not
strong; just not strong enough
How did the story twist? Don’t
know what day it is
Where is the heroine? The tale has lost
bliss!
What’s going on in the other scene?
I love this
story, darlin’, but I think I’m going to scream
Oh no, what’s
the name of that character?
I can’t remember, but it’ll work
out, all out
Just write, gonna be ok, don’t fear
anything
Just write, somebody might die, don’t be afraid
Just
write, you’ll figure it out, you, you, have to write
Write,
Write, just go on and write
Wish I could stop creating small
details, I forgot them all
How’d the guy’s face get burned and
scratched? Scratched up
Forgot the villain’s name, his assistant
disappeared
And somebody has to die tonight
What’s going
on in the other scene in the sky?
I love this story, baby, but I
think I’m going to cry
Oh no, what’s the name of that
character?
I can’t remember, but if you go all out, it’ll work
out
Just write, gonna be ok, don’t be scared of details
Just
write, somebody might die, it happens in tales
Just write, you’ll
figure it out, you, you, have to write
Write, Write, don’t lose
faith and write
Just write, gonna be ok, don’t stop while
your ahead
Just write, a wingless creature might fly, don’t be
afraid
Just write, you’ll figure it out, wha, wha, wha,
write
Write, Write, I’m telling you to just write
When
I wake up I’m already wearing purple shoes
Can’t
believe that I’m living in a castle painted blue
Last
night I fell asleep in a three story mansion
I’m
wearing a blue dress, no purple, now I’m naked!
I
walk out with a plan on hitting up the store
Instead
I walk around town in circles randomly!
Then
for some reason my hair has gone from black to green
In
the mean time I’m said to also be at the U.N
Write,
just write, it’ll work.
It
won’t!
Just
write, it’ll all work out.
You
better work!
Just
write, you know to just write
Just
write! People forget details
Just trust yourself and write
From
the pencil to the paper
You lose your potion maker
From paper
to typewriter
You found a biblical jeweler
From typewriter
to computer
You lose your last name
From years of no work
done
You lose your entire image
But! If we take the pencil
and carve it right
We might fix the story and end this fright
We
could turn a dark day into a bright night
We might fix the story
and end this fright
You know what do:
Just write, it’ll
all work out, just write
Waste the ink all night, and just
write
Darling, just remember it’ll all work out
So just,
just, try to get through it and write
Just write, and spin your
words long enough
Just write
….7….
Baddest
Bitch (In the World)
Oh
girl, hey ho, how you do?
I don’t want you to love me
For
any form of beauty or grace
I want the world to love me
For
being as hard as I like
So let me drive myself into the night
I
want to have an overdose and wake up
Wake up in a stranger home
I
want the world to discover
That I’m the baddest bitch in the
world
That I’m hardest women to this date
That I’m the only
one in the role
Baddest bitch in the world
Like I’m the only
nightwalker
Because only I truly know
The way to shoot an
AK-47
Don’t be afraid
To follow me into the
night
Experiment with weaponry
Walk so proud
We smile
knowing all secrets
Walking down the darkness
Police men coming
from all corners
I want you to discover
That I’m the
baddest bitch in the world
That I’m the only one with a big
ass
That I’m the only one that tricks the cops
Baddest bitch
in the world
Because I’m the only one who struts about
Like
I’m the boss of planet Earth
Like the only one who owns a
gun
Take my little hand, hand
Run with me so far, far
Let’s
hide from police, police
Take my little hand, hand
Should we
get caught, caught
We’ll run off so free, so free
So bad,
we’ll run off, so bad
I want the world to know
That I’m
the baddest bitch in the world
That I’m the only one with real
brains
That I’m the only with a big gun
Baddest bitch on the
block
On the planet
Baddest bitch with a real gun
My AK-47
is for shootin’ them up
My real gun is for fun!
Two
decision, two roads I could take.
I think that I might want to die
now
I don’t know which choice to make
I don’t know what to
believe in or how
And I know that you are there too
I can tell
in your eyes that doubt exists
You look at me with an expression
so blue
Why not end this all and simply be in bliss
Holding
doubt you are kept from me
What keeps us from being
together?
Strong doubts keep us in mental calamity
I want all
of your love and our flutter
But there is nothing but confusion
I
don’t know if you’re gay or straight
And the doubt leaves us
no option
I don’t know if you like me or not
Why don’t
you even try to say something?
Anything that might reassure me of
this
Am I seeing the truth behind everything?
Or am I seeing
shadows in your eyes?
Why won’t you tell me up front, and save
me?
Why won’t you set us free from doubt?
Save us both from
these doubts so haunting?
If I want you and me to hook up and go
out
Holding onto doubts is what keeps us short
What keeps
cities from forming and love appearing
In this doubt I hold no
smart retort
Is your mind like mine, hurting and pleading?
Begging
desperately for a straight up answer
Holding doubts of anything is
disastrous
It’s a poison, and I think I’ll lose my mind soon
I
hold nothing true out of fear and doubt
So what keeps
marriages from completing?
Or business from continuing farther
off
Am I seeing shadows or am I on to something?
In this world
what makes me scoff?
In this world what keeps you from me?
It’s
doubt, it’s holding onto all the questions
What keeps me awake
at night, and lonely?
And in it all you lose all your good
options
It is doubt, so why don’t you want to save me?
….9….
(Japan) Out of the Sea
Tides, wind, and
shaking quakes
I cried for hours when the waves
Crashed in,
into them
Who gave us the Tamagotchi
And gave us everything
cute
But nature knows nothing
But they are proud and ready
Pull
out of the sea. Don’t drown!
You’ll rise again without a
doubt
The waters that have covered the land
Have led so many to
lend a hand
And you’ll rise out of the sea
Just like
Godzilla or a proud creature
Out of the ocean you will rise
And
fight to survive another century
Words of sorrow and tears of
pain
The quake destroyed everything
And the water washed it
away from you
But to drop dead and give up is a crime
So swim
out of the sea from under the ruin
Don’t let your ancestors feel
any shame
They felt Hiroshima and rebuilt for you
Don’t
drown, because there’s been worse
Right out of the sea you’ll
pull out
So many dead and counting
In time that will be
nothing
Those left will carry the memory
And each of them live
on
So pull out of the sea, rise again
Tides and waves won’t
ever understand
But you know what to do
Nobody dared to
loot
Pull out of the sea like a proud beast
….10….
Behind
The Leather
I
walk through the streets, with gun in hand
My eyes are far away
thinking of another land
People all seem so happy and simple
While
I think of your long gone dimple
Your memory breaks a heart hidden
in leather
Behind the leather I am not as hard as I make
out
Behind the leather I only think of you and of doubt
I think
that if I blink enough I’ll open my eyes
To see you and life
will not be filled with any cries
But when I open my eyes, you are
still in the upper west
So I ask myself why I ever let you go,
I miss you so
But you will never hear my cries of lonely
sorrow
Your memory is still deep inside me behind the
leather
Everybody knows where you are, but not with me here
I
ask myself why you would march out like that
I walk along
through the streets, black heels high
Everybody looks at me with
fear, but I quietly cry
Because I’m still clinging to your
memory, waiting
I can’t believe that I’m waiting for your
returning
Behind black leather you’d see my loneliness
….Bonus
Poem….
Fuck You, Lucky Fucks
“I
can still fell you there
I can still remember you
But would you
believe?
Your name is gone from me”
I have been here much
before
I have known them all before
And I will know them no
longer
Those people who make me stronger
Those people who
say
They love me is what they say
They support me is what they
say
And even that they would die for me they say
But then the
season changed
And the leaves’ color changed
Fuck you,
lucky fucks
Fuck you, abandoning fucks
I won’t follow you
away
If you decide to walk away
For those who do stay
Are
the ones who pay
The ones who stay by my side
Feel misery and
die at my side
Lucky fuck
At first I thought
“I
slipped his mind” I thought
Or perhaps I said
“He is so
very busy” I said
And then I said
“She must have gotten
caught up”
One day later in the street
I see her walking my
street
I called her name, and his name
And then they never look
up
And I realize another person
Has joined that other
person
Whose name I’ve already lost
Another stupid
fuck
Consider themselves better than this fuck
Fuck you
all, lucky fucks
Fuck you all, and I hope you live
I hope you
live long happy lives
Knowing that you lied
I hope you die
with your lies
The last thing I need is more bitterness
I feed
myself my own venom to survive
You lucky fucks, you go off to live
And those you leave with me suffer more
I hope you don’t
have to see me in hell
You lucky fucks
I hope you get your
wish
You lucky fucks…
I have a bitter life to go on
with
If somebody feels like forgetting your name
Let them do
so, darling
When the leaves change color
They fall off your
life’s branches
They wither and die
Goodbye.
….11….
FAGGOT
The
smell of hormones could be cut with a knife
However, it’s a
smell he realized was part of life
So, despite the slight disgust
and fatigue it gave
He continued his business in this horrid
cave
Then from the noise of the locker-room they came
Bullies,
Bandits, Scum. To him they were all the same
He was warned in a
split second by a punch to the jaw
He saw all four come into his
view as he began his fall
Into unruly dismay he was suddenly
thrown
With a thousand and one kicks he was blown
Nothing new
in his short life. He knew pain well
Pain was an old friend. He
greeted a new story to tell
When his skin was raw and tears barely
kept at bay
There was a command that the biggest decided to
order
Now there was a silence and excitement from them
Then all
four were on their knees torturing the femme
The hot oil came
first as they smeared it on his face
It stung his eyes and skin
like the whip from a mace
He struggled to cover his face as they
smeared it on
However, his peach skin complexion would be gone
His
hands on his burned face and his vision blurred
The four heaved
his small body then he was turned
As three continued kicking at
his smooth supple skin
A fourth took keys to his neck “FAGGOT”
he carved in
….12….
What
I’m Sayin’
I
give you The Notorious G.A.G.A!
Who wants to forget meter and
sense?
Let’s play senselessly!
With a thousand eyes in my
mind
I see what I see and from that create a rhyme
I’m going
to jail for ripping a house up
With a gun filled of holy water
bullets
I have such perfect vision that life is bright
I see a
boy that I want to scream with tonight
I know he wants to touch me
up and down
So let’s yell and go down to the lights of the
town
Let’s ride, ride, ride like psychos in heat
Some
fool with a death wish might fuck with me
But I’ll pop him off,
and make him scream at night
Tell him to not bring protection or
else I won’t play
Because if I try to shoot him nothing fun will
happen
Sexual innuendos make me feel so nonsensical
Take
hold of my hand and dance with me tonight
Bitches, this is how I
say it…
Bricks and mortar make up a wall
I’m sayin’
what I’m seeing
Oceans and skies make up a world
I’m sayin’
what I’m thinking
I’m the fantasy of any heated boys
Don’t
think I’m thinking what I’m sayin’
This is just what I want
to say…
Rhymes so tight and delicious make up G.A.G.A
Put
your trust in me when it comes to sorrows
It’s a gun I have
hidden in my pants
You should watch yourself if you are cute
I
fell in love with a boy who wants to teach me
How to suck a cock
and kiss all night
What
about South Central? Will you leave them behind?
Tell them to sex
me quicker and perhaps I’d stay long
But I’m on my way to the
boy’s house with those nice lips
He’ll be playing with lips
all night
This is one of those poems
That you need to
dedicate
I dedicate this nonsense to the ordinary bums
Who call
themselves literary critics
This is why I’m on my way New York,
bitches.
Bricks and mortar make up a wall
I’m sayin’
what I’m seeing
Oceans and skies make up a world
I’m sayin’
what I’m thinking
I’m the fantasy of any heated boys
Don’t
think I’m thinking what I’m sayin’
If
you are loving the book , baby
You are reading the Notorious
G.A.G.A
The gang hard queen, bitches
….13….
Damage
Control
I’ve
been broken, and I felt nothing
But I won’t lie anymore, I’m
quite lonely
And then I saw your face go flitting
I see you
now, and I’m out of misery
If you follow me, I’ll show you
something
Something that I’ll let you touch longingly
I
am done with other stupid boys
Love does not exist anymore for
now
But I still want my delicious toys
So kiss me and then get
out with a bow
Let’s close our eyes, and travel far away
To
the second circle of hell, take me there one day
Time to make
up for lost time!
I won’t give heartbreak anymore rhyme
Come
here, boy, I want you now, then leave
It’s time to undergo some
damage control
It’s time to remember I have to breathe
Damage
control over a newfound sex life
Yes, my children, but you don’t
follow
Just watch me, do as I teach, not as I do
So, come here
boy, let’s make a private show
And once this poem is out
I’ll
make up a lie and do some damage control
Close your eyes, baby
I
want you to feel it all
I want you to know how much I want you
I
know that you are longing for me…
Repair the damage I’ve
done!
Damage control
Is why I want you to be mine
Damage
control
And I’m falling in love!
Damage control!!!
….14….
Upper-West
Fair
After
so long in lonely solitude there is word
Of a celebration that
will shadow all others
There are visitors from all across the
world
So I ask this question to all my brothers
Are you going
to the Upper-West fair?
Wounded
hearts never heal with time
They
are only masked by new hearts
But
sting as if they still held the darts
Remember
me to the boy who hides there
He was once a young lustful lover of
mine
Tell him I’ve forgiven all of his words
Without him I
have come to learn that
Broken
hearts never heal with time
There
is a wish I pray for the gods to grant
Beg him to forgive
everything I said
I haven’t stopped loving him all this time
For
you see I loved him more than anybody
Nobody would ever love him
like I did
He had his hand wrapped around my body
And I wanted
it. From him I never hid
Whisper to the wind for my wish to come
I
miss my days of craving some loneliness
I realize that letting him
go was a stupidity
For all I know now is heavy darkness
Tell
him to find it in his heart his love for me
Broken
hearts never heal with time!
I
know that his longing for me is there
Then he’ll know to be a
lifelong love of mine
Without him I have never been able to love
I
have forgotten what it feels like to flutter
My heart has fallen
into a dark hollow cove
I’m scared that it will never again
muster
Are you going to the Upper-West fair?
Broken hearts
don’t know how to heal with time
Remember me to the boy who
shines there
He is forever carved into this heart of mine
Are
you going to The Upper-West Fair?
New York, Philadelphia, and
Maine
There is a boy who ran away and lurks there
He was always
in this heart of mine…
After
so long in lonely solitude there is word
Of a celebration that
will shadow all others
There are visitors from all across the
world
So I ask this question to all my brothers
Are you going
to the Upper-West fair?
Wounded
hearts never heal with time
They
are only masked by new hearts
But
sting as if they still held the darts
Remember
me to the boy who hides there
He was once a young lustful lover of
mine
Tell him I’ve forgiven all of his words
Without him I
have come to learn that
Broken hearts never heal with time
There
is a wish I pray for the gods to grant
Beg him to forgive
everything I said
I haven’t stopped loving him all this time
For
you see I loved him more than anybody
Nobody would ever love him
like I did
He had his hand wrapped around my body
And I wanted
it. From him I never hid
Whisper to the wind for my wish to come
I
miss my days of craving some loneliness
I realize that letting him
go was a stupidity
For all I know now is heavy darkness
Tell
him to find it in his heart his love for me
Broken
hearts never heal with time!
I
know that his longing for me is there
Then he’ll know to be a
lifelong love of mine
Without him I have never been able to love
I
have forgotten what it feels like to flutter
My heart has fallen
into a dark hollow cove
I’m scared that it will never again
muster
Are you going to the Upper-West fair?
Broken hearts
don’t know how to heal with time
Remember me to the boy who
shines there
He is forever carved into this heart of mine
….15….
Another
Number
One
star in over two hundred billion
One planet in nine
One human
in over six billion
One patriot in over three hundred million
One
man in over two billion
One boy in over nine hundred
million
Numbers are our greatest fear
What to think when we
hear
You
are only one in six billion
A
speak of dust in the universe
You
are only another number
We
want to die
We wouldn’t be missed
The
death of a little boy or girl
Is something that could shake the
world
But kill a million people
And it sucks for them…
You’re
nothing but a speck of dust
There will be a day that you are
forgotten
One day your grave will be a relic
And there’s
nothing to stop it
Build yourself a wonder of the world?
So
that it may be kept only for tourists?
Maybe an enormous
mausoleum?
Don’t forget time washes away all things
You’re
only another number
No matter which way you look at it
There’s
nothing more than that
You’re one number in a vast pool
Of
the dying, the rich, and the poor
It couldn’t matter less
You’ll
be forgotten
You’re legacy will end
And when it does…
you won’t matter
But does it really matter in the end?
Will
you care in death? No
Do you care right now? Yes
And that is
death.
Not a fear of not living
A fear of vanishing
But why
should I care?
When I barely care about people now
Why should I
be bothered by people to come?
May my name be washed away
May
my image be forgotten
May my body turn to dust
In life I know I
did all I could
To be a shining gem
I know I did all I could
To
post-pone my vanishing
….16….
Will
I Ever Surprise You?
Oh,
my people, please forgive it
When I try so hard to shock
Hate
to disappoint or leave hurt
But to spark opinion is my favorite
sport
So try to understand my dilemma
I want to lurk deep into
your mind
Let me try my best myself
To control everything you
ever feel
If I wrote of babies on fire
If I committed to
erotic dreams
If I say everything shocking on Earth
Will I ever
surprise you?
Because I have tried my hardest
And there’s
nothing that isn’t hated
So if I cut open every character’s
wrists
Will ever surprise you?
I am afraid of being
disturbing
Of being persecuted as insane
I might not find
myself polished
But nobody can negate
I have a spark of true
talent
When my pen slides across page
I want to show the world
more
For you to see it
I need to ask my question
If I
wrote of witches in the sky
If I described how blue mermaids
cry
If I wrote of monsters dying out
Would I ever surprise
you?
Because I’ve written everything
I’m running out of
material here
So, if I wrote of demons’ doubt
Will I ever
surprise you?
If I wrote while I was drinking…
Would that
surprise you?
Scribble between sips…
As words poured out into
the page, yeah?
I’ll give you everything good
I won’t be
old, I’ll give it now
Stick a camera inside my brain
And show
you everything I have
Do you remember my words?
If I’m in
for a penny
Then I’m in for a pound
So
Just write!
If
I described the colors in the sky?!
Or wrote until my eyes begin
to cry!
Will I ever surprise you?
If I wrote of birds up in the
sky!?
If I wrote of children that never cry!
If I wrote of
desert empires past
Would I ever surprise you?
Because I’ve
tried my very best
To be all of the critics’ darling
So if I
wrote no further here
Would you really be surprised?
Fin!
Author Info:
German Alcala:
From Los Angeles, California German Alcala is 14 years old, Mexican, Gay, and considers himself a novelist, poet, singer, dancer, carpenter, and everything in between! German Alcala's biggest inspirations include Edgar Allan Poe, Maya Angelou, and Jackie Collins. He has self-published eBooks across the web from Apple iBooks to Barnes and Noble NookBooks, has been called Awesome, Inspiring, and Amazing in book reviews.
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Drag Queen - http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/72075
XXX (Ticket To Hell) - http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/68127
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