Night Crawler
Sometimes I close my eyes and hazel they become
Which reflexes what I mainly see, that’s green.
This beautiful equipment provided to exchange goods,
Services, but yet it’s a deceit.
It tricks, steals, robs and kills us.
But yet I love it, not my first love nor my second.
Money, the root of all evil, but yet rules us humans.
The first quick buck filled me up it was a rush to my brain,
Felt good being able to put food on the table
And help momma with the rent.
Don’t ask how I got it just take it and say thank you.
It will get done whether or not it pleases or displease you.
Crack, weed, cocaine, heroin got nothing on this high, to be able
To stack a grand then blow it over, and then make a next.
We tend to close our eyes to the things we cannot see,
My eye color changes from hazel to orange, gray then red
It seems, it may be that I myself am weird for I have seen all
These through visions and dreams.
Going throughout the day and remembering you have seen it before.
Literally fighting off demons and preparing for what’s next in store.
Have you ever driven around and see ghosts at different places,
Each telling a story, each with different dark faces.
Have you ever dreamt that one of your siblings nearly died?
Where it felt so real that there were tears in your eyes,
And you felt the pain as they flew through the window pane.
Have you ever seen leprechauns watch over you while you slept at night?
Or have nightmare you could literally taste the blood as if u were in a fight.
Can be seen and thought as you wish,
I hope I didn’t scare ye.
Don’t worry; all that is seen on TV is really fake,
Only difference is the TV makes it 10X prettier.
Night crawlers being called at the howl of the night,
To do whatever he ask,
No questions, no doubts.
As I look up at the moon my eyes turn red…
Because the ending of these are usually
You ending up… dead.
(2010)
