[tha16thletter]

I think I am defective
built and delivered with missing parts
a few screws loose, most thoughts undetected
infected
with weapons of mass destructiveness
in my heart,
if I’d been tested
My ass no doubt would have been quickly rejected-
dropped me in S&H,
at least once or twice
thrice possibly... maybe four
maybe more
maybe before
maybe I’s born
save me, baby I’m torn
baby I scorn
the day that this here baby was ever born-
cracked lenses led me to believe
everything that I see
is really real,
real is
deceptive,
like a collective mass of detectives and tax collectors;
my heart pumps cold
stricken, thickened by mishandling untold,
my sensory nerves short circuit-
me in love? It’s a sight to behold;
I think my senses were sold
to the highest bidder
and why the f*** am I so damn bitter?
What made me such a quitter?
My eyes flitter
in search
of a church-like assembly
that I relate to
continually,
I just wanna fit in
with all those who were made properly
my tag reads:
“PROPERTY OF THE UNITED STATES, 1986, All Rights Reserved”
wait
is it really this place that created me?
Damn, I thought I came from a better herd,
Wait
why are my knees trembly?
Am I missing my Patella?
Why do my hands shake?
Is there a break in my Ulna?
I’ll tell ya
I was made this way
I’m not the fastest, the smartest or the strongest
the shortest or the longest
the tallest or the most afrocentrongest...
s***, that aint even a word is it?
You know my brain was misassembled
so forgive and forget it.

All in all I am proud
of the Paul
that I’ve become
regardless the of defects...

Regardless of the defects.
[]D