Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

THIS IS WAR...

Lines are drawn, Nations are torn
Lay waste to the pawns,  Everyone was warned
Reinforcements are called, Battlecry and the horns
Everyone is gone, Death was born

Bodies are scattered, unfamiliar friends
My walk is staggered, too off balanced to pretend
Depictions of demonic dancers, A societal trend
Entering the final chapters, This feels like the end

Behind enemy lines, I got myself caught
A cage in which I'm enshrined, lost in thought
Subjected to my confines, death is on an incline
Pleading with prayers to my divine, hope is on the decline

Susceptible to all kinds of tortures and mind manipulations
Starts with an examination, ends with an operation
Testing the new application, sent me into the population
Years of preparation ends with me involved in legislation

Now I'm the king of the hill, a god amongst men
I built my career on accumulated Goodwill, from the flock that I tend
Keep their mind on the kill, to cover the oil spill
Separate them from what's real, deception is a skill
We are the brakes that keep it from going downhill
Still, they will eventually learn the drill

I have them eating out of my hands, I'm a god to these people
They say they don't understand, I say worship the eagle
I know what I have planned, it's a necessary evil
They need to know the chief is in command, my position is almost regal

Nothing I do is legal, but these simps want it lethal
I ok the pills because of numerous side deals all in all they make my subjects feeble
Pills destroy the fetal, pills destroy the renal
I need to keep the dark ones with the needle
So I can keep a system that's penal

I learned from my brothers how to take things from others
I kick people out of the building and name the building after my mother
I procreate with a woman and as it grows I sell my daughter
I move her through a pipeline started by my grandfather
She grows to be a slave and to do what I taught her
I'm a bad man today I think I want to pollute the water

Every move I make against my opponent is a move I take away
Balls hard and hardball is the game I love to play
On my deathbed while the world mourns that day 
I give the keys to the kingdom to my prepared protege