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Zebra head (Ode to the blind in love)

by Aaron Howard

Yeah, so what Dad, who cares what race she turned out to be?
Are you so blinded by hatred that you can't really see?
What? What the fuck does having a mixed kid have to do with shit.
Why the fuck are you and Mom throwing up such a fucking fit?
Who cares, I'm in love, just like you two WERE
and I guess I'm lucky that I love someone as special as her.
Seems you all are just too fucking blind to see
that I have allot of love and understanding inside of me.
I guess since you all don't really understand
that love knows no special boundaries or only land.
It doesn't matter that her skin isn't pure white
since it seems, I know who I'm loving tonight.

I can't see why you just won't be happy for the both of us
since this isn't a decision based on the level of my lust.
We like the same things and she writes too.
Shit, I forgot your understandings are so few.
Well I guess then we won't invite you over to our place
since it seems that all you want to do is spit in our face.
I guess no more tragically happy holidays or barbecue cookouts
that for some reason seemed to always end in horrible bouts.
Bouts of anger, bouts of arguing
and I can see all the unhappiness it would bring.
So maybe I have made a wise choice in my selection
since damn Dad, it's been 10 years since you had an erection
and Mom, with you camel smoking ass drinking pabs blue ribbon.
I'm sure Saint peter won't be so prim and proper to be given.
Maybe he'll see that you two are just blinded by your self made fantasy
and that you couldn't see that love is the only valuable thing in our reality..

01/16/2002

Posted on 01/16/2002
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