Rage And Allusions

Concede Or Bleed Deny then Die The awe in allusions when feeble minds come to thewrong conclusions, confessions confirming confusion. That dreaded bogeyman comes for us all, the weak fallwhen fools follow the clairvoyance in their crystal ball. Their carelessly unruly, my charisma’s crisis of crueltytragic speculative theories of the simple fools involve. The youthContinueContinue reading “Rage And Allusions”

Hatred At It’s Best

Time Will Be Its Test We Fight Until Success Can you hear the fear in a dripping tear, who shall shyfrom fools who lie, when their hate reply, let them cry.They can’t concealed their racial ills, those pendingbitter pills, pushing some to kill, true hatred is revealed That chill the freezing cold water’s sting uponContinueContinue reading “Hatred At It’s Best”

Another Day, Let Us Pray

Social Media’s Cost, The Social Is Lost Where’s The Off Button We are witnessing the dawn of a new day,Social Media now leads the way.Where share, comment and like prevail,despite the chaos death! and hell.Where the one up is a mustunconcern about the fuss or the declining trustTechnology was suppose to improve the day,what IContinueContinue reading “Another Day, Let Us Pray”

Love, Pain, Death And Shame

With Love denied, Pain collides, Death decides, Shame divides You rejected my love you distorted my mindstill I stay naked you lay, how dirty you playYou poked a stick at the beast, still no feastmy twisted tongue could taste your tainted sin This darkness that dwells within, how it beginsnow taunting me with your tangy,ContinueContinue reading “Love, Pain, Death And Shame”

Your Darkness

In Darkness You Pled, Inside You Bleed Tone Death We all hide our secrets, from the world outsidehiding from the fear of ridicule, to the lost of pride.Our demons call out our shames, while we lie to ourself’s in vain, the only gain, is avoiding the pain. Although your willing to look still you refuseContinueContinue reading “Your Darkness”

The Old Mighty Dollar

Got To Have It 7.00 am for the working stiff again chasing that old mighty dollar it never endsWelcome to your nightmare shall we begin. That burning sting your dying dreamsthat losing theme. that insatiable yearn for the almighty dollar, poverty makesthem scream before they cuss after they holler. Theirs growing hatred for the powersContinueContinue reading “The Old Mighty Dollar”

Merry Christmas To Me

What Your Credit Cards Jingle bell I’m out of jail and ready to get on track, I knowit’s wack, you just got hack, your credit card stack will fills my sack. Merry Christmas to me, for my stuff was all freenow you kicking up flack for being my latest sap,you got stabbed in the back,ContinueContinue reading “Merry Christmas To Me”