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[Rap]tain Phasma

Don’t mess with
Captain Phasma
She was raised on Parnassos
Stays handling matters
Shiny and chrome
A big deal, in fact and
You fight her
And you’ll end up with fractures
Ice pack on your face
For days after
Being a woman is
Not even a factor
It’s not about the wants
Because she has to
Generals take notes
Whenever she’s in action
She’s got a cold heart
Unlike these blowhards
No nonsense, it’s straight talk
In wartime
Dealing with
These Dug thugs in no time
No difference
Between foes in her mind
Only one goal:
Stay the most vicious
That’s how she’s living
With every single decision
So all you traitors
About to bear witness
Vengeance is now
Her first order of business

Blindsided by Chewie
With a takedown
Held to the blaster
Then forced to take down
Deflector shields
So she got a raw deal
She was dumped in the trash
To be a dianoga meal
She was left to
An uncertain fate
But make no mistake
Her survival takes place
And now
FN-2187
The only place you can
Escape her is heaven
You’re the bad apple here
A little leaven
Now the whole lump
Is spoiled from your deception
You have picked
The wrong side of history
I guarantee you’ll get
A big slice of misery
So don’t gamble on
Canto Bight
‘Cause when we fight
I’ll put you in the brig for life
I’ll make you suffer
And put out your lights
When the First Order cuts your throat
I’ll be the knife

You villagers will die
As an example
Think you can resist?
We’re more than you can handle
A massacre is nothing
But a sample
Our fierce firepower is ready
Able and ample
So you can raise
A fist up if you want
While my troops grab your wrist
And punch you in the gut
It’ll make you
Rethink decisions
Turn in your gun and
Report to my division
And who told you
To remove your helmet?
I keep my operation smooth
Like it’s velvet
And I’m a legend
Or so that’s how they tell it
I let my blaster speak instead–
It hasn’t failed yet
So in conclusion
Pain is in your future
Unless you bow down to Snoke
My troopers bruise you
That’s your only choice
If you refuse to
You’re just another number and
We can afford to lose you

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Fear and Living (Live In 4-D)

You might look good
When you’re on paper
But paper tigers don’t
Get fed from the table
So keep your eyes sharp
If you’re able
And don’t turn your back
In the field like Abel
‘Cause brothers love
Taking people out
Trust is an illusion
Erase all your doubts
Try to learn
What this game is about
Life gives you one Hit Point
For the bout
And taking shelter
Will not be allowed
Naps get disturbed
By every noise I’ve heard
Because they built our homes
Like hollow boxes
Every day a different smell
That may be toxic
Though I’ve got no choice
About dozing
It feels just as scary
As leaving my doors open

I got a knock on the door
As I’m dreaming
It’s three a.m.
Do my ears now deceive, then?
There’s a lone cop
Outside my apartment
Open it or not,
I might still be shot, and
I’m also there
In my underwear,
And I almost forgot
Because I was that scared
Turns out
They were at the wrong place
But I saw her reaching
For the piece and now I’m shaken
It could be that easy
To be taken
From this earthly plane and
All from a mistaken
Address,
And how such easy access
To the power to end life
Exists is madness
I want to give
The benefit of the doubt
When I’m in my own shoes
I find myself without it

I’m not here
With a social message
I’m not the type of person
To give the life lessons
But what I said above–
A true story
I’ll never know how many
Close calls before me
I feel worse
For my son, though
I gave him a life
In a world where the gun votes
And all opposed
Never get a second option
Daring to hope
Gets you holes from a shotgun
And then you’re dead and forgotten
A name on a plaque
As your skin’s turning rotten
If you can read this,
You’re still here
But the bad news is
That you’re living in some fear
Can’t fight, can’t run
Can’t talk
If you go a little mad
Then I can’t say it’s your fault
Because this world is a tin
Full of mixed nuts
Nobody wins
Very few get what they want
And life should have a sign
Out front:
Better luck next time
Sorry–it’s your last one

 

The Hermit–An Unexpected Rhyming

My life was nice like the first chapter
Of a book
There and Back Again
Not much was happening
Life was like a
Box of chocolates–
‘Cause I know what I like
They were all the same type
And
There was peace
Never needing to speak
It was okay–
I concede being least
Had a moment of need
To disagree
Turned into a decade
Of people missing me
Shortly after
Emotional distance
Never let me get past
Cognitive dissonance
And all the hurt could
Get lost like Mirkwood
Lived under curse
Without cause, I did good
Gave up
A lot of things I could’ve done
Made up
When I really thought I should’ve run
Now the trail of fear
Is ahead of me
Nothing feels clear
Will it get the best of me?

My head hits the desk
Before it gets to rest
And disinterest
Replaced the obsession
In the mirror I see
My trangressions
Still there’s forgiveness
From the learned lessons
History doesn’t work
In our favor
The good we do now
Will be forgotten later
Not much incentive
For behavior
When the rules are
Abandoned by betrayers
But the world
Doesn’t owe me any favors
That’s just the nature
Of life’s many flavors
Sometimes it’s bittersweet
Sour and incomplete
Sometimes it’s salty
Jacked up and faulty
I’ll never forget
That night she called me
Told me some things
I found quite appalling
But I’ve got to move
Past her now
Because time didn’t slow
It’s moving much faster now
Feels like
Life is halfway done
And we run the clock out
At the point of a gun

I’m still reeling
Don’t know what to feel and
I can’t relate it
Can’t even reveal it
So much gone now
And so little finished
Still find my life goals
Close to the beginning
Stories started and plotted
Then abandoned
My family’s gone
Because I took them for granted
I didn’t see my son’s
First day of school
Hurts me so bad
I don’t know what to do
And it’s a desperate search
For how to cope
In the darkest of shadows
There’s some kind of hope
And I don’t know
How the story ends
“Happily ever after”
To “Let’s just be friends”
And sometimes
I want to be like Hosea
Go get her back
And forgive the failures
And other times
I want to be a player
But I was never in the game
So I just stay there
In a chair,
And staring at my comics
As if I can ever
Escape all my conflicts
Waiting for my ship
To come sailing
A one-way trip
Away to Grey Havens
Until then
I’m stuck with all the hurt
And hoping for a way
To find what I deserve

 

B.A.S.S. (Bracelets, Armor, Sword and Shield) – inspired by Wonder Woman (2017)

Step to the mic
Sword and shield
The battle will not be fair
So never yield
Great power concealed
In twin bracelets
They never break
So there won’t be replacements
Can’t trust in men
We’ll stay safer here
Never let ’em in
That rule is very clear
Like our water
Keep the isle in order
A man washes up on the shore–
On our borders
Bringing news
Of a Great War
Mankind in danger
Like never before
Only the worthy can
Take the sword
Like Excalibur
One woman has the talent for it

Bracelets
Armor
Sword and Shield
June 2nd
Wonder Woman will be revealed
Waited
So long
Finally it’s real
June 2nd
Wonder Woman will be revealed

Sweep the leg
Like karate, kid
In slow motion
Drop you with a body kick
I stop bullets
With the flick of a wrist
Twice as good so that
No one else is questioning this
So raise your fists
It’s too late for mansplaining
And when the fight ends
It’s Wonder Woman remaining
Relentless
And every night I’m training
A warrior’s gift
Comes from pain that I’m gaining
Achieve mastery
Prevent all catastrophe
Gods in the heavens
And below still mad at me
I take haters
And I’m ready for more
All these keyboard warriors
Aren’t ready for war

Bracelets
Armor
Sword and Shield
June 2nd
Wonder Woman will be revealed
Waited
So long
Finally it’s real
June 2nd
Wonder Woman will be revealed

On June 2nd
I’ll provide the proof
So trust that what I do
Is not decided by you
Hanging my head
At how low they stoop
I disprove you fools
With the Lasso of Truth
Looking like I found
Fountains of youth
‘Cause I’m timeless
Haters realizing I’m finest
Walked away from
A century of horrors
School of Hard Knocks
I graduated with honors
And even scholars
Tell stories so fake
I would know–I was there
I spotted all the mistakes
Man made a world
Where we’re divided
When the foe arrives
They’ll find us united
Before that
It all starts with me
Wonder Woman leads the charge
To the victory
Shall we?

Bracelets
Armor
Sword and Shield
June 2nd
Wonder Woman will be revealed
Waited
So long
Finally it’s real
June 2nd
Wonder Woman will be revealed

The Battle

Most times it’s what
Life’s about
You get knocked down
Twenty rounds every bout
And the crowd
It can fill you with doubt
The pain so loud
It can feel like a shout
Raise your temperature
Break your intentions
Leave you seeing stars
Like a fifth dimension
Not to mention
The tossing and turning
Dreams so bad
Make you feel like you’re burning
And it’s sad
When you feel like you earned it
Mistakes can make you
Feel like you deserved it
And is it worth it?
So often I’ve heard that
When people hurt you
It’s natural to hurt back
But you need to
Defend from attack
Keep your guard up
Till it’s your time to act

On the ground
It can feel like a ten count
Throwing in the towel
Is not what you have been about
Can’t see
From the cuts in your eyes
And can’t flee
From all the suffering inside
Don’t know
What is real and what’s not
But don’t show
All of the fear that you’ve got
Go slow
When you’re taking your shot
Don’t roll
With all the fakes who forgot
When you lose
There’s not much to do
But you choose
If you want to quit from the bruise
When you fail
You let trials prevail
Nothing can avail you
If bumps derail you
Don’t go drinking
Instead start thinking
That if you go down
You’ll do it while you’re swinging

Any captain
Can sink with their ship
Life likes to happen
When we’re not equipped
Books can offer
A path or a tip
But applying your mind
Is the best kept gift
I never slip
From the sweat and the blood
We know how to quit
We learn not to give up
And it’s a battle, man
I won’t lie
People die when drawing up the battle plans
As for me
Not having it
There’s a peace after war
And peace is what I have to get
So will they sink me now?
Not happening
My mind is my fist
My sword, spear and javelin
And when the world’s unraveling
I take up the pen and pad
And keep battling
And while I’m not quite
Rapping yet
Life is a gift
And I’m not done wrapping it

Rap Double Feature: My World/Knightmare, Inspired by Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice

My World

 
From the sky came down
As an infant
Lived here thirty years
Without incident
Other than rumors
From a Smallville community
No one believed them
No one could prove it’s me
I lived like a drifter
Through the heartland
Saved people in need
When I saw them
Heard Canadian men
In a bar, there’s
Talk of an alien ship
Then I was gone there

Rest of the story goes
As it was told
I learned how to fly
And I rescued them all so
They built a statue
Of me and they hoped
That the next time trouble came
I’d save their souls
But there were still those
Who fell through the cracks
The mothers and fathers that
I can’t bring back
It was my fault
It’s just like I killed them
Called Zod here
And he made me a villain
So I can’t blame them
Because they blame me
I had to kill him
That decision changed me
I have to carry the guilt
Atop the world
As I look at the names
Of the orphaned little girls
People wondering why
I don’t smile much
Thousands of lives
That my actions have now touched
They don’t know what it’s like
To have to bear it
I’m learning that right
Doesn’t come without errors

Is there anything left
Worth fighting for?
Articles on football?
What am I writing for?
There’s a man like a bat
And he’s branding folks
And I don’t know what it is
That he’s planning for
I still believe in the hope
That I’m standing for
Underneath the mask
Is a man of war
He’s been around
Been a rumor for a long time
But somehow
He has gone to the wrong side
I confront him
He’s a jerk with a smirk
I could easily stun him
And end all his life’s work
But we’re not foes
He’s hurting, I know
He saw his parents killed
And it torments him so
Now he can hurt me
And put me at his mercy
Evil plans at others’ hands
So disturbing
I recall at his root
He is powerless
I must remind him
That evil is cowardice
That he became
Just like Joe Chill
When for no cause at all
He decided to kill

Red hair
And the looks of a goddess
She’s the one who understands
I can be honest
Tough as nails
On the trail of a story
Life by her side
It could never be boring
She can stand up to anyone
From a terror in the desert
To the heads at the Pentagon
A man of steel wouldn’t feel
But a third as strong
Without her in this world
I do not belong
I’m afraid I would burn it all down
If the day ever came
When my world’s not around
Now I realize that
She is my world
I would stop any fight
To go rescue my girl
So I don’t have to be afraid
Of a doomsday
Saving the world?
No, just another Tuesday

 

Knightmare

It’s a Knightmare
There’s a bright light there
This scenario would even make
Bat-Mite scared
There’s a city destroyed
Just ahead of me
The last Greek letter
Is the symbol of my enemy
Burned in the ground
Burning the town
Surrender now
Or head underground
I spot a big truck
Also see a big bus
Hoping the delivery man
Is someone we trust
He pulls up
There’s no sign of suspicion
Shows me a container
That looks in good condition
Then he opens it up
I look inside
It’s a battery and not Kryptonite
I’m surprised
He pulls a gun
As he apologizes
And my people are killed
Before I realize it

What have I done?
There’s a gun in my hands
Ever since that night
I know I can’t stand them
It’s so strange
I’m blowing folks away
Snapping necks, breaking limbs
And crushing brains
‘Cause I’m the last hope
For Earth’s salvation
Burn the rule book
And save the human race from
These evil aliens
What is this about?
One punch to my head
And I’m knocked out
I come to
Hung up next to two dudes
Sounds in the distance
Like a sonic boom
I see the soldiers
Taking one knee
And a god comes down
From the sky ‘cause he wants me
Heat from his eyes
Kills in mere seconds
He saves me for last
And I start to feel desperate
But I’m resolute
Nobody can rescue you
If I meet the end
Dad and Mom, I’m expecting you

He rips off the mask
Looks kind of mad
This is what it’s like
When aliens turn bad
He explains that I took
Someone from him
He murders me
It’s a done deal
I hear some shouting
And I see a bright lightning
A dude in red reaching for me
It’s frightening
He’s telling me
I was right to fear him
I don’t have a clue
I can barely hear him
He warns me,
“You have to find us, Bruce!”
And make friends again
Like I was trying to do
Was it a dream
Or a memory?
A warning from a future
Ruled by evil entities
We have to stand
And unite the league
Bring justice to any
Wanting fights with me

Vader’s Back

Killer of billions
Murderer of children
Ultimate man in black
Is back as villain
Thought they killed him
Saved by his children
Armored and robed
Doesn’t care for civilians
The Deathtroopers
Bringing death to you
Soon as you hear his breath
You go stupid
And you’re hoping
The choking is quick
Even half of his past crimes
Make you feel sick
So play dead
When he stands in the doorway
Hope he doesn’t point
The dark side in your way

Rebel scum
Vader’s back
Vader’s back
Vader’s back

They made errors
On technological terrors
Exhaust ports
Exceeded the cost for it
And it must have struck
Vader as an irony
Kyber and machine combined
Like what’s inside of me
I grip the mic
And it’s like midichlorians
Speak with the force
That leaves you on the floor again
Make you wish
You could step through the door again
Raise a hand and stop you
Give you fatal problems
If they don’t give up the resources
We rob them
That’s called nationalizing
When we resolve them
You are clear to proceed–
It’s free parking
Stand there and wait
For the Grand Moff Tarkin
And while your Rebel resolve
Might be hardened
I’ll make you dirt
And spread you in my garden
We will choose your homes
To make examples
Give you more firepower
Than you can handle
Make your planet light up
Like a candle
Then crush you all
In the Empire’s mandibles

Rebel scum
Vader’s back
Vader’s back
Vader’s back

I was raised with
The scum and the villainy
Life as a slave
Never gave me humility
I was so good
At building things
Till the moment I learned
I was better at killing things
Life is so much simpler
When you fix it–
Look at how cool I got
From molten liquid
You try to look at me
Differently
But just ’cause you know who I am
Don’t forget to be
Careful
About running your mouth
Or a red lightsaber
Might end up sticking out
The Death Star
Is the culmination
Of the Emperor’s plans
To subjugate the vagrants
Of my strengths
Among them isn’t patience
If I want it done and
You fail, then I break heads
You might think
It’s a waste of life
But it’s just motivation
So they can get it right
And I’ll be back–
A key strategic moment
Catch me inside
Once the theaters are open

Rebel scum
Vader’s back
Vader’s back
Vader’s back

Legend

Just like
The echoes of a legend
Reach forward
From the past to the present
Rise up to fight
Like the peasants
Take the road that’s right
But unpleasant
The struggle is a climb
That brings out the best in
You, and if
You need more proof, then
You could spend a lifetime
Searching for the truth and
Never find it
The scars that reminded
You of all the traps
So keep an open mind when
You take the next step
Hoping for the next breath
Bracing yourself for the news
Of the next death
Some things in life
You accept
And as for the others
You fight for what’s left
Stuck with low hopes
Wonder how the soul copes
Little kids focused on
Problems of the grown folks
Life’s a rumble
We race and we stumble
Reach for the sky
When our troubles make us humble
But never know fear
Hold onto hope here
Now is the time to
Rise and shine so clear

Trust in myths
But we denigrate the gifted
Didn’t pay attention
When the sands shifted
Time will solve and
Rob us of problems
All pay the cost
Of all the lost knowledge
Can we trust
In the future of us
Or live in disgust
Of all that we’re discussing?
Are we the villain
That’s killing the children?
Rather we’d give them
The pathway to wisdom
But ignorance
The disease that we pass on
Lives far beyond us
Even when we’re long gone
Multiplies in the brain
Like a virus
And keeps us enslaved
To the evils inside us
Makes me fear
For the world that survives us
Take a deep breath
And dive for the survivors
And to resist the sickness
Takes the brave
It’s the courage of a fist
That takes us to a grave
So dig two
For me and for you
One for the fallen
And one who didn’t help to
Grab the hand
Show a better plan
Love is the choice
That makes a better man

The map of life
Has pleasures and treasures
Trials where we might
Divine the true measure
Of ourselves
‘Cause we all have tells
Self-made purgatories
Keep us in jails
On top of that
I know we all have tales
Stories we repeated
Whenever we failed
Sacrificed
Though it didn’t feel right
Now we lost more light
And it keeps us up at night
But don’t sweat to death
Because the best is left
And you don’t have to accept
That what you get is less
You can fight for more
‘Cause what you’re fighting for
Is what this life is for
You have a right to more
And through the twists and turns
You have respect to earn
Why is that?
‘Cause the legend is present
We’re on a planet
That soars through the heavens
So don’t ever believe
That you’re irrelevant
Don’t go forgetting yourself
Be like an elephant
We’re the stone and the steel
Of the elements
The hope can be real
It’s a tale and we’re telling it
Every day
Is a new revelation
Hold to the way
Till we see the destination

Monday

Showing up to work
Like an abused kid–
Hungry and tired
And feeling kind of useless
Don’t care at all
But let’s do this
Oh wait, I can’t
I’m still kind of clueless
‘Cause I was waiting
For the bus, see
And a knee in my side’s
What I got from the bus seat
Not sure who to trust–we
Got cops on the side
Of the people killing us,
Oui?
What do I want to do?
Nothing
The boss walking by thinks
That I’m office stuffing
Got some pills from the doc
And I’m nauseated
Even when I eat
All I feel is a stomach aching
Memories coming back
From the past
Of a girl who rejected me
That made me sad
Back then, I guess
That made me mad
Made me write things that
I’d rather take back
Oh, no, I rhymed back twice
Seems about right
Now I’m lacking rhymes–nice
Don’t even know what Monday’s
Named after
Perhaps it’s the god of slavery
And captives

Oh, come on–
It’s not the crack of dawn
I think like an hour ago
Should’ve been gone
But I didn’t really
Sleep right
Well, at least the bed bugs
Managed to eat right
That’s the bane
Of the weeknight
And I envy the people
Lucky enough to sleep tight
I take the steamer
And I kill them
The bugs migrate
From the ceiling like pilgrims
Too many dishes in the sink
But I think
I just cleaned it out
A day ago or something
School hasn’t even
Started yet
So I haven’t even seen
The extent of how hard it gets
The bills are paid
And I’m near broke
When I see how fast
The cash goes, it’s a real joke
At least I haven’t been killed, though
I haven’t had time
To draw up my will, so
I don’t know who would get
All my stuff
But then, I don’t care
If I’m pushing flowers up
Hmm, maybe
That one was kind of morose
I’ve got food and shelter
And plenty of clothes
Even got a few
Television shows
Some still sitting in plastic
Kind of tragic
But I promise I won’t
Stay up laughing
It’s midnight again?
But how did that happen?

Dog tired
Can’t wait to retire
But after that afraid
I’m waiting to expire
Every day
Expecting to be fired
And for every new task
Another two required
Problem is
Can’t afford to get home
The fees for the bus, man
They crush like big loans
You go for broke
When you do the right thing
Holding onto hope
In these days is frightening
I take solace in my writing
But the words can’t fill
The hole there inside me
My wife says I’m about
Broken promises
Someone so small
With a void so bottomless
I could write up
A problem list
From the rent going up
To me asking if God exists
And if he’d even
Acknowledge it
I’m missing old friends
From the days of colleges
Wondering if the one
Passed me by
Added to the pile
With yet another lie
Fall into bed
Without even saying ‘good night’
Dreams in my head
With the echoes of a past life
Won’t be long
Till I hit the Snooze button
I think I hit it twice
But it always seems to do nothing
Don’t use no double negatives
On Monday
That would mean that two bad things
Happened in one day

Sick of It

Some people want to
Take the guns and bury them
Others want the right to
Walk around and carry them
I only wish that
The dead raised their voices
To cry out and get us
Up above all the noises
And make us give some thought
To our choices
And not let the evil
That lives in men destroy this
I’m getting sick of the pain
A little scared too
Many of the same type
Of things to compare to
From Orlando to Charleston
To Paris
And people still debating
Whether we should call ’em terrorists
When I read the replies
It’s embarrassing
If only the tears in our eyes
Could be medicine
How many more
Will be taken from us
Until we get to the point
We don’t know who to trust?
I’m at the point
Where I dive off the bus
‘Cause I don’t want to be
The one to die on the bus
If you just want to live
It takes guts
But we’ve got more to give
To get out of this rut
We can choose to
Keep our eyes shut
Or open them wide
Try to find hearts to touch

Here we are again
In the thick of it
Here at the end again
And I’m sick of it
And if it is the end
Then be quick with it
It doesn’t make sense
And I’m getting sick of it

We can blame
What we want to blame
Say what we want to say
But in the end it’s all done today
You can blame their faith
Or blame the gunplay
Does it really matter?
It only ends in one way
Might be we’ll figure out
Someday
For now we still roam about
Just like a runaway
People screaming out
To bring death to me
But sitting there silent
On the train next to me
Was it worth it?
Just to have a destiny?
We could have been neighbors
They’re scraping up what’s left of me
You can’t expect
To reason with these people
True believers, mentally ill
Or just evil?
At this point we’ve had
Enough sequels
Any more and there won’t be
Enough people
I classify us
An endangered species
Experts at self-extinction
Deep beneath these
My mistake
We’re the Planet of the Apes
We’d rather blow it up
Than actually save the race

Here we are again
In the thick of it
Here at the end again
And I’m sick of it
And if it is the end
Then be quick with it
It doesn’t make sense
And I’m getting sick of it

These lawmakers
Have armed protection
The rest of us don’t
So who’s there to protect us?
I would rather gather all guns
And burn ’em
Or make sure the people who hold them
Really earned ’em
Because the cat is out of the bag
I figure
We have to know people
Before they pull the trigger
Because a bullet is a
One-way trip
Another drink from the cup
That’s a one-way sip
The taste of blood
And it fills the lust of the media
Too many killers
In my encyclopedia
Used to be the person
We thought was bravest
Was the one who died
For our sakes to save us
But I don’t see a hint
Of a savior
All I see is all too human
Sick behavior
So you know what?
Just do me a favor
Stop killing people
And you can save your prayers
Or not
This is all that we’ve got
We got here
By means of the gun–have you forgotten?
You can stuff
Your ears up with cotton
Or offer up words
To your own private sovereign
But in the end
It doesn’t help to solve it
More dead people
And all the same problems

Here we are again
In the thick of it
Here at the end again
And I’m sick of it
And if it is the end
Then be quick with it
It doesn’t make sense
And I’m getting sick of it

I had to write out
The pain and the anguish
Do you get it?
Do we speak the same language?
Or am I just
Another person to aim at?
Another life gone and
Not worth it to save that
War was given to us
Then we gave back
We blew up their home
And now they’re sending hate back
They can export it
Just like a virus
We have been weighed and measured
Before Cyrus
And we will hear
An avalanche of sirens
We will shed tears
And be buried by violence
And anyone who speaks out
Is silenced
War and the Grim Reaper
Have an alliance
And so in turn
We watch the world burn
But it was no accident
We carried the matches in
And in time
There will be no pardon
The universe cares not
If we engage in arson
So you want to go there?
Be my guest
I’ll pull up a chair
And watch what comes next
Consider this
My formal protest
In the hopes that we all
Learn some self-respect

Here we are again
In the thick of it
Here at the end again
And I’m sick of it
And if it is the end
Then be quick with it
It doesn’t make sense
And I’m getting sick of it

Back to back
It’s police shootings
Protests and beef
Lootings
What in the world
Are people doing?
I can’t understand the pain
As it undermines my brain
As it’s all insane
And never changes
And you know the thing
That’s the strangest?
I feel like they’re pulling the strings
Just to enrage us
And what’s to stop them
From rolling up slow
And driving a robot bomb
Up to our homes?
I guess it’s war
And anything goes
I thought we were different
I was wrong, I suppose
I’m feeling sad for
The boys in blue
And I’m mad that a father
Won’t see his kids grow, too
The fact is
What’s new about suffering?
People killing people
Every day like nothing?
Out here the streets are real
There’s no bluffing
Beat you in the face
Till you’re showing all your stuffing
And starvation still
In all nations
Walls being built
Out of fear of immigration
And vile hatred
From gods and from men
No hesitation
‘Bout killing off your kindred
Well instead
Of crossing off the been dead
I wish that
We’d call up what has been said
Those who take the sword
Will perish by it
And we can’t afford
To have our cherished dying
But in the end
My pen will do my crying
Hold onto hope
But can’t from lack of trying
I could say I believe
But I’d be lying
Nothing here for me
But sadness and sighing

Here we are again
In the thick of it
Here at the end again
And I’m sick of it
And if it is the end
Then be quick with it
It doesn’t make sense
And I’m getting sick of it