In my experiences, wishes turn into daydreams,
days scream while wide awake,
somehow causing the nights to shake
bake in an oven for nine full call ten
wagering with his life, going all in,
all friends gets called in, try them if you must,
he’s untouched and such,
in his hand clutches the world, symbolized with a marble, no swirly,
damned for all eternity to hell, he left early,
pink slips for all, seen through rose-colored lenses,
blocked off all outside distractions, including his senses,
not counted for in the census, he makes his own way,
concocts the master plan and executes it on the same day,
the same way he got’em was the same way they got him
popped friend and enemy alike,
never called them by such terms,
after much burns, he assumed they would learn,
head in urn, cool your temper off,
absorbs foes powers into his soul, inhales the embers then coughs,
refusing to eat out of the troughs, no longer an animal,
banned them all from coming back with raw flows, no drums in back,
slums intact, left exactly as he remembered, no better,
this world has gotten colder, with no sweater,
writes poems with no letters, hieroglyphs,
cut out the ifs , and or,
should use your hands more in order to win the damn war,
sleeping on the sands shore, close to the waves,
close to the source of power to send them closer to graves,
closing the shades to block out the sun, kill the plant life,
values money way over souls, fuck a mans life,
damn right he lost some screws in the head,
foes come in by the thousands, count by hundreds, leave at least two of them dead,
better yet, take their food from the shed, witness starvation,
the consequences of living in scarred nations,
waiting for change, takes too long, they were out of the range of help,
seen as an escape, tried to strangle self...