5 minutes

if five minutes where dem

last five minutes of my life


if i died

in five minutes

i would


kiss my kid

hold on to my wife i'd

call my mom






i wouldn't write a bit

i wouldn't eat a bit

i'd have lots of booze though


i'd trip

i'd get scared


who would not?




This poem is about: 
Our world


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