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Taking whats mine like the big bear takes his sweet honey
Like corruption engraving its name on all its commandeered money
Like a rain cloud stealing the title of the day being sunny
Falling pray to my effortless vengeance, I find devastatingly funny
 
If you deem me unfit there will be a monumental collision
Like criminal charged with betrayal and sent to a dingy prison
Accepting you have won, but only with ignorant provision;
Soon young one, will you have realized your wrong decision
 
When things go wrong and I am forgotten who do you call?
When my opinion on your life does not matter at all
Like I am holding your hand over a cliff and you about to fall;
Like you have slipped up but I’m still on the ball
 
Like the feeling of being trapped under mountains of snow;
Like the panthers eyes in the darkness with ominous glow
I am a thousand miles a head of you but really I’m slow;
It dissapoints me how far for me you’d actually go
 
Being humble doesn’t work better than being aware;
Like being able to move on without the slightest care
Your darting eyes avoiding my darkened stare;
Like anticipating you, expecting you not to be there
 
Can you be the one to approve and officiate my minds eye?
Like the big boos looking over us from his window in the sky
I am not grounded for I am about to fly,
Looking at pictures of happiness and celebration go by
 
If this is a distraction I will invoke the reaction
Of the valuable lesson of appreciation of satisfaction
Of the knowledge and skill of application,
Like the theme of the world being inevitable devastation
 
Like I am always looking for who’s guilty and who was involved;
Like leaving my attack dogs for safety out in the cold
Putting my figure of character in a statue of old mold
Loyalty is as easily bought as it is inexpensively sold
 
Listen here humble man, you’re better off eavesdropping,
You’re as good as the fast food floors you busy mopping
Standing in the rain soaking wet, sopping and sobbing,
All your promises and loyalties are quickly forgotten
 
I know my worth, like the definite colour of lime
Keeping my soldiers like the general forcing them in line
When are you catching up kiddo? You falling behind!
Looking at the untouchables, wishing you were our kind
 
Ive been ready like the opposition saying they coming to get me,
The fight or flight response, my response is never flee
Innovation like flying a kite attached to a key;
Like believing the conformed are actually free
 
Just letting the smell of defeat linger in the air
Assuming innocent and guilty is determined though being fair
You saying you have my back but instead of you the dagger is there
Like waking up shaking from that reoccurring, freaky nightmare
 
Like the vampire is only active at the dead of night
Standing behind you striking you with absolute fright
Looking you in the eye preparing to fight
Like the blind musician curing the unappreciative audience out of his sight
 
Rum and Pepsi have your whole perception of me sketchy,
As I leap off the mortal coil angels are scared to catch me
Murderers TO BE FREE! Right back on the street!
More dangerous than the emotion of betrayal that are invisible to see
 
The only thing certain is the eventuality of defeat,
None can stop me, not even the immortal elite
Do not start the fire of war if you burn easily from the heat,
The golden chair where the strong lift the weak is my humble seat
 
If this is your plan, plot, strategy or ploy,
Anything created in your image I will destroy
Nothing will distract me, not your bright lights or decoys,
My comrades begging me not to toy with the poor helpless boy

(2014)

This poem has no real meaning or conveyed idea, hence the title of it. It has a constant rhyming structure which is similar to Hip Pop music.

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