Two thousand twenty one A.D.

Ripped, tore, tarnished and burned every part of me/

Lawful crime, politics, and pandemics

All harmed our souls with their gimmicks

2021 is a bitch I want to cast away

Bring in 2022 for a welcome stay!

21 was rife with death, stench foul

With so many tears soaked in I couldn’t throw in the towel

It was too heavy like my heart

Dazed and confused I didn’t know where to start/

But come the first you’re dead to me 21

Wish I could say it’s been fun

I’m jumping into 2022

Emotional pounds? Yeah I’m shedding a few

I’m leaving you behind, stuck in the view rear!

Be blessed world, Happy New Year!

-Poetic Ice