They tried to teach
what we know
so instead instruct
on what we don’t
show don’t tell
I’m crass with class
simple but complex
man is both
ladies vote
for styles we wrote
was first to loathe
souls to smoke
first to choke
first to try
first to lie
first to cry
first to die
last to shout
to last through drought
for lasting clout
up with clouds
is where I stay
never dead
just clever red
for blood instead
no tears for bread
I’m always for all
when spring comes- call
we’re always friends
in this life and last
time has passed
an illusive crash
teamed up to task
to remove my mask
who am I?
who are you?
not to worry
all between is true