Your subtle paranoia
The deterrent of your restraint
Has me always blackened
And scared of what I seem
I hope your fucking happy
That is sarcasm
In case you haven’t guessed,
The bigger me sees clearer
Than you could possibly dream.
It is not enough for you to Hail Mary
And play a virgin card
It is not in the hand you were born with,
You cannot rise against the lord.
A Nobel then dishonored
Drives hatred upon me
So you can touch my links
Of spiritual ancestry,
Pretending I was nowhere
Using blunt force trauma to
Walk over rock,
Striding over my electricity
As you try to tie up knots.
Life and happiness,
Whilst you have willfully
deprived me of mine.
Trying to outweigh justice
Killing levels of earthen binds,
All so you can proclaim
and right off the colour of other peoples minds.
The argument continues,
The plot tries to say I’ve sick eyes.
Any excuse from your devoted troll,
You encouraged to assault me
Like he was your mole.
Metaphysical lore’s are denounced
To try to attract energy,
But the alchemy knows no master
As the game tries to engineer.
For the sake of men’s desire
The earth in the palm of their hands,
You are laden with fool’s gold.
The blindness you tried pull
You have tried many times before
The Black Death,
Your vanity in history has been actually deplored,
But your vouched deceit,
Sees this ignored.
Confusing the pages of the world
As you try to thatch in time.
Fate has a way of reaching people
Those who try to create
Their own future and destiny
Are blasphemous and unkind.
As they beseech those,
Who guide them with goals.
Instead sitting backing only what their eyes alike.
Disregarding the hearts of any
Taking god light to a place,
Where if it doesn’t work for their desires,
Then it isn’t, cannot be right.
Suffocating with reputation slurs,
Trying to drown with
Causing cancers inside the wombs of women
Wafting to amend.
Dark matter blazed at,
With a thatch of a new sight.
Coveted frames of what is
The way you surrendered
to giving yourself in my place,
To allow the parasite to play tricks
On many minds.
Thinking he was beneficial
And you taking tips,
Chasing the dragon became your story
Instead of the parchment and ledger of mine.
All the while you lost yourself,
and decided you looked better than me,
Answering as if you were,
Making everybody hate me.
Talking over me to my children
Telling them I did not speak.
Studies of me,
Experiments on me,
All took you places to feed a thief.
I am not extinct
As your body has tried to burn in
Your collaboration of a biblical book
Which saw Enoch removed
And there be no such thing as sin
All to tie up ends,
Put a bludgeoned man on the throne
Who wants a throne himself
Replacing the lord
Who was formerly known as Jesus
You spread lies of ill intent,
Or at least that was demonstrated
When I was slammed to the floor.
I carry these injuries
Your rort more important
that the wind could speak.
Now they are put downs
I must fight,
With every yawn