Dark Poetry #5 |
Crazy... |
Def-init Member
since 2008-12-03
Posts 186Toronto, Canada |
I go crazy... Sitting here strumming a beat thinking how to fix the plumbing Life is on the move but the setbacks keep coming The heart is drumming, everything about me is numbing, Now I’m upset watching news on the TV set. With no regret, China started invading the Capital of Tibet Plain wrong, more sour than the most potent vinaigrette Songs beat just like a religious dong, I seem anything but calm My ex saw to that at full speed, didn’t want a child to breastfeed My seed's existence never achieved the full distance She took the path of passive resistance superseded my wishes I wish there was a stampede so I could grab this rope and proceed Styles of execution are my thoughts my soul is never freed I awake at night; the bed soaked from sweat like it was peed From dreams of sitting down with a daughter and a tea set. Or thoughts of battling my son with chess set, On a family trip catching carp with a fish net These are the chains that bind and torture me. Murdering @#$%^, I dare you to step up front and try me... Give you fruit from a poisonous tree. Can’t change thoughts of you to a tolerable degree Our relationship was like the battle of the Coral Sea. Cause I lost more than the south’s General E.Lee It wasn’t fair that she choose the destiny of three and removed the heart from deep inside of me. I go crazy Every time I envision kids 'Home Alone' with parents slammin the heroin, Every time there stoned in the morning trying to pick out the kids fashion A normal reaction is to go crazy when parents are so blatantly void of compassion I demand action when a seed goes to school without rations The crystallized tears start as the dawn of their fears rise Realize there just a lost soul in a place where coke seems decriminalized Knowing these parents are pagans Makes this topic epic like God's battle with Satan Repenting is past there reach like the Book of Common Prayer Being so gassed prevents a repenting parent, cause they deprived of air. It makes me mad When a child understands what their parents are doing Fooling themselves with all the thoughts there feeling Feel me! These parents even fail at choosing the realest tasting coffee This powerful imagery vividly screams sympathy I’m here diligently, ill and beastly. Perpetually able to spit flows permanently Haters reflect on this fact bitterly silence your screams Like a soccer Ref actually being chased and caught by both teams The change of the chest to fragments of red lead Proves blood spills more than tears shed. Let’s end this seection with visuals of the sunrise Cause when these parents lifeline dies, the realm of Hell lies. I go crazy Wondering why the clergy has so many abuse scandals Picture 7 wise men holding candles Picture the infant Jesus and his manger See, even the bible has kids in the presence of strangers Nasty!! But I am not participating!! I hear guns blazing, not from our streets or the nearest block They come from across the seas. Where no one is free to freely spit frees Where propaganda is rampant without end like a 50 Cent album..... Thoughts about evil turbans coming to get me yall can’t even fathom. I go crazy Cause life is cruel when people use war and death to fuel... The mind, Set for horror starting in public school Taught the wrong things like go for the crown jewels Forget the golden rule. What we do comes full circle We act sinful and get high on a social sniffle Gotta act tactful. Bust lead tearing tissue like tinsel Shredding mental temples. Visuals that teach generations like pupils Now that’s just street. If it was war you would get a medal It’s not so you just end up muzzled in jail Bleeding more than a chick on her menstrual I spit cosmic arsenic without ethical care These words cause panic and cause minds to boggle You can’t believe it. Now you’re frantic and the need for a medic is real [This message has been edited by Def-init (01-07-2009 12:24 PM).] |
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