Cicada Freestyle
Live from the underground
Laying all up on your pavement
I’m gon spread my wings and fly
On my haters I’m gon’ spray shit
We gon’ roll in mobs and hordes
Ain’t nothing to play with
My brood get in the mood
You’re doomed
And we came here to mate, bitch
Most of y’all afraid of us
Say we make your skin itch
Say we get all in your hair
Say our noises make you scared
Say that we show up in large numbers
Every couple years
Cause chaos, nightmares, and then we
Disappear
Can’t imagine a group that you treat like us
Remove another nuisance, just
Pests and bugs
Meanwhile we are a part of this Earth and We belong
And we were here before you and will be here
After you’re gone
So excuse me for the next couple weeks
While I get my life cycle on and
Die in your grass or on your sidewalk
As I give chase
To all of the things that make life great
And if I die
Three more will take
My place
4 thoughts on "Cicada Freestyle"
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
Been wanting to write about the cicadas and this poem catches what I’ve been feeling, really enjoyed it
We have to celebrate them while we got them!
Such a fun, playful piece! This reads almost as rap lyrics.
Agree with, Jessica. Sounds like a great performance piece.