Sunday, December 9, 2012

Lovely Literature

The waste you spew, I distaste
It leaves nothing but air, broken
Weak, and with no self respect to collect
That's where you failed, you forgot
You dismissed dignity, and without
You wither, you waste
You take up space, and space to fill
With what
Rot you are, and I know
I have some hate
I need to purge it, here onto this page
You forgot how to BE  a long long time ago, and with that
Logic collapsed, disappeared long ago
With your brains, synapse
Collapsed with your class, that never happened
Now too late, you have no where to go
Stay away from here, this place we hold dear
This place we call home, you can't come
We are not scared, for we have nothing to fear
When all is revealed, how sad to see
That your words mean nothing, and neither do you
Not here, in this house, and never will you be asked back here
If action and proof doesn't back than your cracked
Your threats hay, empty they burn and burn and burn
Don't play with fire, it might come back to haunt you
Stay away, stay away
( Never goes away)
What we have here, is solid as a rock
Solid and circular, for it has no beginning and no end
Our love is one thing that's sure, even as we shout
That is what we know, what we hold true
Words with love are the ones that pass through our mouth
We don't degrade each other, it's REAL
This to the heavens I thank and I shout
So if you want to know, let me tell you
Only in yourself will you find ridiculous delusions
Only in your face will you see your eyes and the lies they tell to BE
Only you can change, what I see
Obviously, is (well) we won't say
Even though I am having a day, a day of rhyme, and day of reason
A day of hate, when red burns so hot it's blue
My heat boils and snaps, like lava
Hotter than hot, and covering all that I choose
NOT YOU
I am logic, and a rock of reason
Qualities you don't possess
Then cools, to the soft touch of love and white ice
The rights you have now, could boil could stew
Everything you take for granted could be gone tomorrow, don't blink
It might disappear, than what do you do?
Where do you go when it all disperses, to the only place you have
That is you, and where will you go?
Maybe then you will look to yourself, look inside
See what is making you do, what you do
Where will you take yourself when you make what you make?
What life you end up in, when you take all you can take?
What you have taken, you can have
Keep it, it's yours, nobody wants its rottenness stinking allure
For it's nothing but lies, all that you have told
In a manner that's not direct, but rather round about
The ending is clear, you have nothing
You want to protect what you have
What you care about for YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU
Yes, I know all about you
Your selfish desires
Now you don't know who you are, or what to do
So you are sitting and stewing, and trying to survive
You look here you look there, to strengthen your tenuous ties
But that won't work now, you see, you took it all
Boiled the children for stew, now there is none left for him
Or for him, or for whoever you choose to suckle from, the waste you are
Is clear






















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