I'm
Considered one 'hell' of a man,
I'm Lucifer forsaking mass.
I'm an alien
without a Roswell crash
An hour glass
Deprived of Egyptian sand.
Call me a survivor,
don’t lend me a hand
Still-birth with a heart beat
crying for a savior
I'm a new beginning
New King to the throne
Finally allowed to go home
I'm the righteous vision
of black snow
Raw meat on my plate
Raw grapes in my cup
Stale bread on the table
Failing thoughts of miracles
Never felt so real
The sting, like peeled skin
Damn...it heals thin
I'm Alchwitz
with constant news about German Jews,
writing poems,
defining terms like "The Blues".
Bodies that leave no clues.
Ashes to ashes, rest in peace.
Families in grief, strong beliefs
Scream and shout. Get it all out.
Nuclear fallout
I'm knowledgeable about such things.
I'm beyond any doubt
day in, day out
with thoughts well thought out
I'm guttering out with it,
fans mutterin and stutterin about it
A little off topic, yeah I know.
But what yeah gonna do...
My thoughts that breakthrough
aint passive,
they are persuasive
Like Hindus.