SLAM POETRY

Haters gonna hate, just a saying.
So true, so broad, so devastating, suffocating, and regurgitating.
A way to inflict pain on an already numbed essence,
to drool pity and decrease the hope of peace.
To cease any knowledge of equality
and increase the already non bandaged racism to bubble over into pure hatred.
Haters gonna hate, to rape a career on the notion of a bleeding rumour,
to start the commotion and breathe the potion of nothing.
No way to end the judgement.
Haters gonna hate!
A word, a phrase, demeaning somebody of any age.
The fat, the ugly, the jokes, the blunder,
rapidly moving like thunder, the hate, I wonder…
could I get your number?
Dial it up, 1 2 3,
I’d say fuck you!
Haters gonna hate!
Just because you hate Miley Cyrus doesn’t mean I care,
not out loud, not ever.
Fuck you!
These fancy ipods, iphones, iwaste time doing cool istuff,
they allow you the choice to not listen to her.
Haters gonna hate!
Sylvester Stallone ain’t a crippled bone,
slant to the side and one hell of an alibi
to you only means a shitload of movies you don’t have to buy, rent, borrow, see or purchase!
Haters gonna hate!
Surgery, ya know, the doctor fucked his mouth up.
Diploma, PHD, years of training for one bad surgery,
doctor, doctor, what a stale shocker.
He trusted a stranger with a scalpel and he got sliced.
You think he chose that? Hell no!
He chose to look past it not trash it.
A dream with decreased self-esteem,
like an uninsured crash or a police busted birthday bash.
He chose to create a script above the electronic dicks,
and you know what he got hater?!
He got a four star rated movie, and four sequels just as famous.
He became a director, ignoring the receptors, instigators, and interference re-creators.
An original, he created a career for himself and an all star action hero N.A.M.E.
Stallone got more than you hater!
Shut up and fucking listen to him cause his voice is worth fucking listening to!
Haters gonna hate, huh?
Well hate your fucking selves than cause the choice you made was to be a repulsive ass,
be known for that!
Be a repelling, ugly horn-dog or a juvenile priest, be a hater!
Fuck you!
Haters don’t gotta hate!
Your just an excuse for an unmistakable bad choice.
I say, be a dick,
but when your boners gone and your a shriveled up slap of skin in the corner,
than we’ll see who wants to make that choice.
Karma’s a bitch and she’s coming for you!

Written By Megan Lizee