I stand outside and look at the moon, reflecting-
if I sleep, it’s daytime- so you’re this poem’s selection.
Maybe, I should think of you instead of heaven;
because I was born the same day as the AK-47.
But, don’t blame me, I just write automatically.
Somebody write me a check,
I was born the same day as Inspectah Deck.
Pass me the basketball,
I was born the same day as Pau Gasol.
Maybe, I’m a little too cocky,
I was born the same day as Rocky.
I don’t really believe, that it’s a cursed day;
but, three kings have died, on my birthday.
Another, who passed on my birthday-
philosopher Thomas More-
I keep a few of his thoughts,
in my mental store.
But, there are better things for me to say;
it’s also three nations’ independance day.
I was born the same day,
sometimes, I sound like 50 cent…….
I mean, I’ve got my shirt on, and I’m not in the club…
but, I might party the same day…
nevermind, I don’t know what I meant.
I could use a couple dollars soon, its
me fighting my brother,
the American monetary unit.
Battles were fought;
treaties were signed.
On this day there have been bombings,
horse manure at the House Of Commons.
…it’s not really all so unlucky,
all days are the same
baseball had its first All-Star Game.
The first talking movie was seen in New York;
and, another thing that’s cool….
Paul McCartney and John Lennon,
first met, in Liverpool.
The Mars Pathfinder landed,
taking samples, like an interplanetary bandit.
Yea i liked it it;s very cool and funny,You wrote a great poem and it;s anyone WHO was born the same days as the AK-47 and Rocky has to be a great guy and a hell of a poet so there you are your gifted in more ways than one…take care Cami.