Argue

E.S. Conway 1985 (United Kingdom)



You wouldnt know a bad boy if he shot you in the face.
You think you know the right moves so let me put you in your place.
The right moves are the wrong ones and the wrong ones even worse,
you think you say the right words but the right words come in verse.

straight talking b*llsh*t, is still talking crap.
You say you're sure you know this, but still dont shut your trap.
Every time i hear you talk, the b*llsh*t just gets thicker.
You talk and talk, b*llsh*t and fight, all you ever do is bicker.

Anger and rage make you feel strong but its all just biology,
context of a situation, f*ck*ng with physiology.
so calm yourself, you have a choice, stop talking like you’re two.
If you take a seat and listen, here's what i propose to you.

Diamonds are hidden in the rough, but not all rough has Gems.
Valuables take time to make, so see the value in your friends.
Real men feel and say as much, feelings make you strong.
Just dont abuse your power friend, and listen to my song.

Pull up your socks, raise your chin, look me in the eye.
All are equal on this earth from the ocean to the sky.
No-one supercedes your life and everyone is the same.
So dont forsake your friends in life, and they will do the same.
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Scheme AABB CCDD EEFF XXGG HHII
Closest metre Iambic heptameter
Characters 1,192
Words 235
Stanzas 5
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4

E.S. Conway

A poet by proxy of therapy. Her works (with only a couple of exceptions) are comprised of poems written in a form of therapy diary, they served for several years as an aid to dealing with situations that may or may not be within the poems themselves. This is also the reason for so much rhyming; though not necessary for poetry, it was part of what made poetry therapeutic for her and so is an almost certain constant. more…

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