When Micah came to our school, he wrapped for us his song "Diamond In The Dirt," then he told us two of his poems. This is one of his poems. I hope you enjoy it, I sure did. (So did the whole Jr. High/High School, it made us laugh histarically.)
"What The Back Of Hist T-Shirt Should Have Said"
By-Micah Bournes
What The Back Of His T-shirt Should Have SaidThe tiny T-Shirt stretched across the pecs and biceps of the large, handsome, man, read,
“Virginity is Curable,”
but the backside should have said
“However, Genital Herpes, HIV, HPV, Unwanted Pregnancy or a plain old Broken Heart, is not."
Now don’t start rolling your eyes cause I’m not trying to tell you how to live,
I’m just explaining why I choose to live the way I do.
I’m 22 and still a virgin.
I have never made love and I will never “make love.”
Love cannot be made and is not a synonym for getting laid.
And just to set the record straight,
if I wanted some, I could get some.
But I want Some-one.
Someone that will be in my life past tonight, past next month, past next decade.
Someone that won’t say to five other guys the same sweet orgasmic lie," Ih, Loveh, Youh".
Someone who believes sex is the pinnacle of the relationship and not the base of the pyramid.
Someone I enjoy being with even when she’s not naked and in my bed.
Someone I connect with emotionally, intellectually, spiritually.
Someone who doesn’t insist on protection cause she's not afraid of me or anything I might have contracted.
Someone who will be glad to Mother my kids.
Someone who won’t hate her child because he looks like me.
Someone who will never try her best to eradicate my place in her memory.
Someone who won’t regret giving me the sacred gift of intimacy.
Someone who knows when her breasts hang low and her wrinkles fold I will not trade her for a porno and my right hand.
Someone who understands that it takes a strong man to control his passions.
Someone who looks forward to loosing them.
Someone who will put that song on repeat and oooh wee until we faint from fatigue then wake the next morning and feel, no, shame.
Cause we have the same last name.
And our nasty is holy.
So thanks for the offer Dr. Lover, but I’ll wait for one who also suffers, and we’ll cure each other. - By Micah Bournes
Micah Bournes's Web Suite: micahbournes.com
How did you get this? I emailed him about it, but I never got around to emailing it to anyone else. I have the creation one too. BTW I can't see your words, or read them. Plz change your font
ReplyDeleteWell thats wierd, he's email me a lot. After I emailed him and told him thank you and asked him for it, I emailed him and asked him permission to use it one my blog. Thats how I got it, I emailed him and asked him.
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