POTERY, SCUM, PEOPLE, LIFE, KEZ

1. A POEM WRITTEN ON THE UNDERGROUND.
SCUM
Stab with knives directly into the gut.
Sometimes they do stab directly into the gut.
Thick as Thieves.
Hide ambition coz you know they’ll tear it apart.
ENVY
GREED
HATE
This is what the RATPACK is breeding.
A woman with a dream
Is one to stop.
If not finally
MURDER
In a diseased jealous rage of malice.
Dog eat Dog
Doesn’t even scratch the surface
Of this
Wretched Population.
It is only the bravest, stubborn
RESISTANCE

2. That will shatter through
This shell of Ammunition.
That attempts to
Prevent the birth of the
ARTIST.
The laughter at the
TRAGIC MISFORTUNE
The mistakes of naivety
Is their twisted entertainment.
The joy to watch
Time grasp hold
Of the one clinging
To the last hope.
The one strongest clinging
Is the last one standing.
Like those that cling to life
Despite the toll of age.
And the bullet
Of stubborn violence
Will break through.
As the violent masturbation of
The repressed woman.

3. A POEM BY WRIITEN BY
KEZ THE ARTIST.