Maybe We Need "Bad" People

Maybe We Need “Bad” People

I hate when they

Call you a criminal

Because they weren’t there to

See what you went through

I hate when they say

That you’re evil

Because I don’t know

Where I’d be without you

You were the one

Who defended me

I was protected because

Of your popularity

You were the one

Who jumped in

To support me

I wouldn’t be breathing

If your fists

Weren’t there

When they swarmed me

You were the one

Who sold the drugs

To keep me stylish

And to help pay the bills

You were the one

Who “collected” violently

To keep me fed

You could’ve been killed

I thank you

And sadly society

Will never see

The hero you are

And how in some way

You freed me

From where we began

As I drive away

And you re-enter the bars

Thank you …

For being “bad”

So I had the chance to be good

- K.S. Fort

From, "To Me"

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Facebook Newsfeed = Life

Facebook Newsfeed = Life

Yesterday, two different stories

Appeared on my Facebook newsfeed

The first talked about

An old man recovering

From cancer.

He came home after

Spending months

In the hospital

To an empty fridge.

He could barely walk

So he called 911

And asked if

Someone could

Bring him food.

They responded.

They brought him groceries

And made him a sandwich.

The second story

Was about a man

Who spent 150,000$

To look like Kim Kardashian.

I was sick to my stomach.

How could someone

Be so selfish and self-absorbed?

Today, after ignoring

Several beggars on

My way to purchasing

My fourth cardigan,

I stopped at McDonalds

For a snack.

I sat down at

The far corner,

Headphones in my ears,

Not because I'm listening

To music, but because

I want to be left alone.

A woman walks in

She is disheveled,

Looks foreign,

And has a baby wrapped

Around her torso.

I bow my head,

Hoping she leaves me alone,

But she sits across from me

And shakes her paper cup.

I dig into the

Pile of change

I had carelessly

Thrown into my backpack.

And at that moment,

I remember the articles.

She leaves with my change,

But also with my appetite.

I am unable to finish my snack.

Who am I to judge?

- K.S. Fort

From, "To Me"

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Waiting For An Opportunity (:D)

Waiting For An Opportunity

I'm sitting here

In my room

With wet tissues

Laying in the corner

Sticky keyboards

Waiting for an opportunity ...

I think I'll

Watch some Vines now.

I think I'll

Text my friend

There's too many

Hours in a day

When will this

Day just end.

I'm just waiting

For my opportunity ...

My cell phone

Has been on all day.

The President has

Yet to call.

I haven't received

The message from Hollywood.

They always seem to stall.

So, I'll check my Facebook,

Then my Twitter,

And maybe post

Another Vine.

Then I'll grab

Another tissue

To satisfy myself

As I wait

For my opportunity ...

- K.S. Fort

From, "To Me"

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