Slug

It is much easier to cry when I know
I can see you clearly
Because you are just a version of me
And I am you
Did you know the subatomic organisms
Behave differently when they are being watched
Now tell me there isn’t a God without clown face
One of the best jokes on science if you were to ask me
But what do I know I’ve never had a book published
By a white man
I’m just a slug
It is nice to remember despite my capes and grapes
That I count the pennies rate
And dodge escape to plate
The truth of whispers through a megaphone whip
Or faith