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NOBODY BUT ME
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My signature piece :-D - Featured on the Elizabeth Braddock EP coming out October 2016.
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For as long as I have walked the Earth, I have been compelled by a passion….
I have been governed by an emotion…..I have been enslaved by love…
some men grovel for jewels, they will slay for fortune, they will slander for prestige and they will manipulate for power.
but not me im different.
Its men like me that claw through the mud and crawl through the dirt….
And then there is you….I’ve seen you…
But we are dealing with a creature in an entirely different sea and simply this world is not big enough for the both of us,
My soul elates at the opportunity to repay these devils and to witness their trembling hands waive the white flag…….
You see whether you are a wolf, a sheep, a horse or an angel……It’s all the same to us man….
Piranhas don’t care about who you say you are and what you think you can do….we’ll just devour you
You created this monster, but it is society that nurtured me…the world needs men like me, the world makes men like me to remind all these other men of the errors of their ways….
Why? Because who it is that deserves such a blessing….to have such a divine and angelic creature extend her hand forward….. Anyone but you….
I’d rather die alone and suffer the worst fate imaginable than to know life without her…..
Then to see anyone hurt her and to know she is sad…..
But can you honestly say the same for yourself…
Let me tell you a quick story, about a poem I wrote directed to her….
A genie granted me a wish,
I could have asked for my diabetes to vanish,
Be filthy rich or save the planet,
I could have requested to be a babe magnet,
Or an overnight celebrity with no talent,
But that was not what I had begged come true,
For what I prayed for was you.....
So you see….I hate everyone and anything that is so fortunate enough to have traversed in the same steps that she so gracefully strolled….
You have will always have my resentment. ost of you take such a privilege for granted……
My father had a dear old friend, he was a jolly ole fellow that lived down the road.
My father’s friend, he had a daughter named Bethany
And when I was younger, Bethany was all I ever thought about.
You see I was always welcomed to visit my father’s friend’s estate but I could never stay long enough to court Bethany….the irony of it all, I always had to go back to wherever I came from though all I ever wanted was to go wherever she went.
I wrote poems about her, I picked flowers for her, I devised strategies, involved myself with hustles,
All with the ambition one day of gaining her father’s blessing and hopefully gaining her heart….
I love her you see….she is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen,
I lived for the thought of her, my dream was to be with her….nothing else….
I was determined to continuously trek down the road, over and over again until I got my chance…I would walk 4,000 miles if I had to. For all I ever wanted was to build Bethany a palace fit for a queen like she and love her the way she was always meant to be.
But then one day…there was another boy that lived around the block.
And he came running, knocking on my father’s friend’s door….
As I myself was abused in my own home and on many cold nights, they left me in the backyard and said bundle up….it’s brick out there….
He stayed in the basement and came through the backdoor, all the more closer to Bethany who dwelled now in the same house as he…
I don’t care about his intentions, I don’t consider his sorrows, I never entertained his calamity…for if there was justice, we all know how this should truly unfold….but there are many of you that would author such a great tale, if he were the one to engage with Bethany, you would look at me and mock me….you would cite a million reasons why he deserves it more than me and I say to you and to him….I will finish what those fires started….
You see I went back to his house and I set it ablaze and I rendered him, his family and anyone who dare speak such blasphemies to ash…I will leave you so called ideologues in rubble, for you don’t believe in love, you don’t believe in justice, you only do what makes you more liked at the expense of those whose weeps go unnoticed…..You see, the only one whoever deserved Bethany’s love…was me…and no one deserved a chance at her more than me…..no one….
To the benefactors of kismet, I am not the man who steps in the dog ….I am it! So let me say this to those so lucky and undeserving….
You can have all the money, you can acquire your prestige, you can be fortunate enough to have lived
in the same town as her, or grew up in the same neighborhood as her, all of these variables working against me.
But I have something you will never have, you see you cannot kill what will not die and as I long as I live,
I live truly for her and unlike many of the entities you have come across, I, I don't go away.
I could say anyone but you, but that wouldn’t be true,
For when it involves she, it was, is and always shall be
NOBODY BUT ME!
Posted Tuesday, October 4th, 2016 1:07 PM BST. Copyright 2016 Keith Fuchs, Piranha Poet Productions. all rights reserved
