Some people are poison

Some people are poison.
You think it's you,
But it's really them.
There's no need to pretend.

Some people are poison.
They get inside you,
Till you can't breathe.
And parting is such relief!

Some people are poison.
If they are really your friends,
You will know. They'll be there with you
For every ebb and flow.

Some people are poison.
Throw them up.
Spit them out.
When they are gone,
Scream and shout!

For Sheena Weasel

She is an unsung hero.
She is the warrior princess.
She never causes me distress.
Because she always makes me feel blessed.

Sheena is a goddess and a beauty.
She knows her duty.
She keeps it together.
In all kinds of weather.

She has so much heart.
She is whip smart.
She always makes me feel she cares.
Even when I only have blank stares.

Sheena is the best of the best.
Even when she gets cross,
I know all is not lost.
Sheena is the real deal.

Sheena Sheena Sheena.
Bet you wish you seen her.
She is the heart and the soul.
She rarely loses control.

Sheena this poem is long overdue.
If I am paper you are glue.
Thank you for brightening my day.
Thank you for always having the right things to say.

I am appalled at the mass shooting in Florida

I am appalled at the mass shooting in Florida.
How does a teenager obtain a weapon and it's cool?
So we are supposed to accept gun violence.
Thank God the 'criminals' do not have the upper hand.

I can't be numb to it all.
Although it happens all the time.
Some sick fuck guns down a bunch of innocent people.
But still there are laws in place to make sure the 'criminals'
Do not have the upper hand.

I am not against the Constitution.
But aren't there some folks who probably should not have a gun.
There must be something that prevails.
That is decent and sensible.
I'm so pissed off right now.