Wassup guys I'm back after all this time, feels as if I was on break or something. Anyways I had some stuff to do,  you know It's near Christmas and everything so no time for myself but every now and then I always write a new Poem, and of course I shall put it on my blog. Here is one I did a while back since I was in school, it's one of my free lance  poems so read and enjoy.

IN THE COUNTRY

I was kept from those who were rough 

whose words like a stone upon my head hurts

they wore torn clothes and their skin showed through rags

they splashed in muddy puddles and danced in the rain

More than lion and tigers I feared their muscles

like iron enforced with steel placed in little boys

but little wasn't the right word for them no no

as they were way older than me a twelve plus kid

They made mockery of me and of others

copied our lips walking on the road alone 

like dogs without a leach fiercely barking

as we watch sadly and pity their lives

                                                                       BY FROST DEATH

Sunday I'll drop some more guys until then ja ne 😎