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HELP

March 2, 2024
By Anonymous


“911 what’s your emergency?”

Dear attendee you gotta listen to me 

SO, VERY, CAREFULLY,

The poisonous singing snake has bitten me


“Sir this line is for emergency only, avoid prank calls… and singing”

Ma’am this ain’t no joke

I got its poison right where my blood flows,

If I don’t sing my words

my next date is where the sun won’t shine

and flowers won’t grow


“What do you mean by that”

I mean the cemetery you oblivious buffoon

your communication skills are as eating soup with a fork

 instead of a spoon


“First, calm down, second, I will not tolerate disrespect goodbye”

Lord almighty you have to pity me

I can’t go down for such tomfoolery

The end is near,

I feel it inside,

the singing snake,

has made me die.


The author's comments:

I am a Brazilian student, that during the Keystone School Creative Writing course came to this site to publish some of my work. I am as of 2024 sixteen years old and this was one of my first attempts at a ballad of sorts poetry.


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