Retribution by Pen |
A POUND OF FLESH There is a sickness hiding beneath our view Living like a parasite in putrid flesh Inflated by ego not substance This obnoxious creature desires lethargy Absurd thoughts and vileness disgust me Unrefined behavior provokes rage Attracted by unnecessary obsessions To soothe its pointless existence Impudent and childlike The unworthy beast delights in revulsion A true degenerate This irrational fiend leeches away any good All actions meet a fate Even the ignorant fear spirits Wretched lives spent hiding from justice Will be deflated with Pen & bled by Dagger You inspired by: atwhatcost Your ego encompasses the solar system The center of the cosmos revolves around you My existence is overshadowed and unnoticed The days top story is Y-O-U, always Humanities hope and anchor during trouble A vision of Infinite importance Sweetening the bane until it becomes palatable My beast of earthly burden You whose pompous song screams above the crowd Pushing out the bellows until these wings seek flight Seeing above the room from birds eye Was it me who could not live without you I no longer desire hubris to substance A resounding call to arms overwhelms The headline reads: I'm over you |