May 9, 2017Bioman, Flash, Poem, Poet, Poetry Leave a comment YOU ARE SICK NOW If you ain’t there for the bad times you don’t deserve the good in me at all I don’t care if you’re rich or small you do not know it but you are fruits of our tum not theirn and that be why you are sick now with worry and mirth which is not the such that you wish for. COPYRIGHT BRUCE E SAUNDERS 2017 Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintLinkedInEmailLike this:Like Loading...