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Saturday Cypher Flow

CATEGORY

just different

It seems to me

That one day I will cease to be

Because I seek a piece

And seek to increase the peace

But the sheep is fleeced

And 'cause I speak more than a peep

And my seeds beseech

To feed the need

And thus my creed & philosophy

Is to obviously

Be KNOWN, as it is shown

That I'm an uncommon oddity

A deistic anomaly

That believes in camaraderie

But the populace fear my dominance

And their somnolence

Make THEM FEAR as they HEAR

When I spew & secrete suppressed documents

Using simple similes through syllabics

I intend to snap your synapses

Yes the math is graphic

And that pain vast is grafted

I'm too in depth and deft

Hence these rhythmic lines is crafted

But the daft and their ineptitude

Make them think they 'swept the dude'

And they're to decrepit

To see their own decrepitude

But I left them too

I'm to potent and awoken

To be seen as a joke or token

I wish I could fix all those that are broken

But it seems they desire to be broke

Thus their laugh is croaked

And their path is a circular moat

And their vernacular chokes

And I noticed that most souls

Are apparently foes

Like Dracula folk

Sucking energy seeking empathy

While draining the masses

I aint got time for them asses

Too much time constantly passes

And they emit and spew toxic gases

As their mouths become asses

And so within this cypher

I chose to become a hyperbole

I sit back and watch serpents jerking nervously

Because I worked their nerve

And hurt their souls neuro-circuitry

And they know nothing is anymore disturbing or perturbing me

And ONLY my kith and kin are concerning me

So don’t disperse a curse worthless

But converse to hurt and throw dirt

Upon the oily birth of the serpents

Because they merge with merchants in verses

And I no longer waste my time in lines or rhymes

Trying to give life to those under the surface

So to hell with the color of your dermis

We're here to NOT shed tears but release fears

And increase the TEETH of us roaring beasts

And utilize emotional beats to enjoy the feasts

So as we grow and continue roaring

We might potentially awaken

Those old or cold souls forever snoring

But that’s no longer the reason I'm roaring

Because I do what I do out of passion

Which happens to be kinetic highly energetic action

And us as a united bright light faction

Share a disdain for the mundane pain

But our roars and claws are offering more traction

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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Sktzo

SYNAPTIC STORM

I’m under the weather

Yes, I’m feeling the reign (rain)

A pro with pain

Flowing propane

I KNOW loss, but I too know gain

Could this possibly be another verbose strain

Going comatose due to this follicular adenoma dose

Blowing back the fume of plume from whence the smoke came

I never knew nor do I seek to know fame

Especially in a world that’s made their pastime - Cocaine

Simple observation of the odd serf nation

Is I’d rather be living an average life of madness

Than to exist with uncontrolled bone pain

Oppose prose from a bloody nose stain

Stuck on this slow train, it denotes grain

And I’ve made it my soul (sole) aim

To have spoke flame

While I inadvertently quote GAME

Living a shattered reality

Where all I see and smell is smoke HAZE

Ive had too many b...

SOUGHT FOR

Seeking sequels of eventuality / There’s a kind of hilarity

As the population dwindles / Into a satirical polarity

Because the hidden ventriloquists / Spewing hate through modern day lyricists

I’m seen as the obscene Socrates / that secretes secrets of societies

Drunk in sobriety from their notoriety / Continuously trying me

While bribing the divine in me / Has coerced THIS person

To disperse verses, that’ll burn churches / And as the worlds hurt worsens

This ancient scribe must describe why we vie / Against many lies that try

To create catastrophic calamity & tragedy / While encompassing humanity

The wicked & dastardly utilizing violent solidarity / To bring about forced charity

Fallacious deeds of the philanthropic / This Gnostics tri-optic has not forgotten

That we’ve been begotten and have gotten seeds / From the anomalous GOD in ...

Incoherent Bodacious Babel

It was once said to me

That I have a broken identity

And was then given some Methamphetamine

Which slowly became a best friend to me

Now watch as I converse it hurts

Sit here to disperse curt words much worse

Because the person I love most is an enemy

And I don’t pretend to be, a friendly entity

But none have accepted me

Because I'm unacceptably a man of expressive empathy

To hell with the pleasantry, it's a damn felony

Because I know what jealous be, as many are drenched in jealousy

So I emerged a beautifully dressed effigy presently

Yes, the best pedigree

And I must confess Ive been blessed with creative zealotry

As the many parts of my heart serve words of hurt incessantly

But my cognitive sentience be, another kind of weaponry

While I commune with fools through looseleaf tools endlessly

<...

CREATORS CREATE CREATIONS

It’s NOT a metaphor

When I say I once met a whore

I even questioned GOD, why’d HE sent her for?

Apparently, I had a lesson I needed so much PRESSURE MORE

I began to think, are we supposed to be together OR

Was she even someone worthy to settle for?

Of course I questioned WHETHER OR

She’d add value to my life or be a "no go getter" bore

I then came to see she was a demonic narcissist

So I immediately learned I must shred her core

At first I was in pure denial, for a while

Realizing I had just drank from a poisonous vial

This woman so vile, was actually nothing more than a ty pile

And her presence sickened me, like she was a contagion running wild

Good thing she is no longer within my radius

And no demons speaking unbelievable lies persuading us

But rather, now angels have been aiding us...

PRIMACY

I’ve sought for PRIMACY through privacy

But THEY’VE kept an eye on me, unsurprisingly

Surveilled my existence since day one I had life in me

And the irony, is I've concepted my dynasty finally

And through a special vessel I was given an advisory

That I should advise guys with no disguise or anxiety

And for decades I’ve been seen as a threat to societal sobriety

Due to my mastery of semantics which is what’s best defining WE

But I’m just a polite guy with slight piety

That has ALWAYS spoken to have souls awoken

Even though my own cold soul was broken

Many sides to us that would fuss with distrust

With one in particular always ready to BUST

With a hair trigger temper, since that one day in November

WE all still recall and remember entering THAT December

One of us spoke clearly trying to endear me

...

EXIT THIS THROUGH AN EXODUS

I HAD TO GO ON THIS EXODUS

TO EXIT ‘THIS’

I PERPLEX WITH SCRIPTS

HAVING EVEN HEARTLESS ARTISTS

SEEK TO BE NEXT TO THIS

FIGHTING MY MIND, BUT BEATING SEETHING DEMONS

DON’T NEED AN EXORCIST

PERSONS & VERMIN PERCHED

PERPETUATING PRETENTIOUSNESS

CRAZY STYLE THAT’S SPEWED WITH BILE

I INVENTED THIS

GUESS YOU CAN SAY PAIN FROM MY CHEST

IS RELEASED WITH A DEMENTED TWIST

IN A HIGHLY FERMENTED MIST

AND LIKE THE TEN COMMANDMENTS, I CEMENTED IT

NEW LAWS AND REGULATORY PRINCIPLES

ARE WHAT IMPLEMENTED THIS

THE LORDS REWARD

IS TO SEVER AND CUT THE CORD WITH THE SWORD

AND HAVE YOU JUMP ABOARD WITH THE HORDE

AT THE SEASHORE, I SEE RAW SATAN

HE’S TEED OFF WITH DEEP CORE HATRED

AND I SEE MORE THAT SEEM TO DETOUR VAGRANTS

I MUST REPEAT THAT...

SOMNILOQUY

FROM YOUTH PASTOR

TO A TRUE MASTER

YET WHAT ENSUES AFTER

IS THAT WHCH I SEE, ALL I HEAR'S TRUE LAUGHTER

CREATING A 'COLLECTIVE CADAVERS'

WHEN I WAS YOUNGER AS A WARMONGER

I WAS A ONE TRICK PONY

THEN I PISSED OFF MY OLD CLICK HOMIES

WITH A BUNCH OF DUMB PHONEY FIGHTS

THEN ESCAPED MY DELIRIUM WITH STROBING LIGHTS

INNER COLD SOUL WOULD ELOPE AT NIGHT

SWINGING MY SPIRITS SWORD WITH HIEROPHANTS & SAGES

PLAYED A CIVILIAN BIRTHED FROM A REPTILIAN THAT FLIP SCRIPT PAGES

A FIRE DRAGON GEMINI THAT CAN SWITCH SAMENESS

NOW I EQUIP AWAKE WITH BRAVENESS

A KEEPER OF THE CRYPT, HERE’S MY TIP FOR THE AGES

A LONELY NOT PHONY MAN WITH MULTIPLE FACES

NOT A TWO-FACED WIT

BUT A SCHIZOPHRENIC ENRAGED WITH

FEELING THE UPS AND DOWNS

OF MY CONSTANT CONSCIOUS PHASES & STAGES

SOMETIMES ONLY FEARING WHAT'S INSIDE OF ME

OR WHA...

VERBOSE VAGABOND

I DON’T UNDERSTAND THE DIVINE PLAN

CANT SEEM TO MAKE MOVES WITH MINE HANDS

GAME OF CHESS, YET UNDER DURESS

I GUESS, PAIN IN MY CHEST IS SUPPRESSED BREATH

SOMEHOW CONSIDERED BLESSED NEVERTHELESS

SPIRIT COMPLEX AND COMPRESSED, I COME PRESSED

DEPRESSION HIT HOME SO I SPIT VERBOSE FLOWS

AND NOW FEELING LESSENED WITH GOD HAVING TESTED MY GRIT

FORCED AND COERCED TO DISPERSE VERSES OF HURT WHEN I SPIT

EMOTIONAL INTELLIGENT, BUT ITS NOT RELEVANT WHEN YOUR SOUL IS BELLIGERENT & DECADENT

ICONOCLASTIC BOMBASTIC SOUL ACTING IRREVERENT TO REVERENDS

THIS IS WHERE THE GOLD FLOWING RIVER ENDS

SLIPPING ON SLIPPERY SLOPES, TOO MUCH TO COPE AS I HOPE

NOTHING GIVEN FROM ALL I SACRIFICED,

DUMB ENOUGH TO HAVE LISTENED TO WHAT A MINISTER SPOKE

OR ANCIENT PATRIARCHAL VAGRANTS WROTE > I DO NOT PROMOTE

I’M THE GUY THAT SPOKE OF R...

GNOSIS KNOWS THIS

Never come to me to speak in secrecy

No words secreted egregiously

Yet spoken as omens vehemently

Do you agree with me?

I no longer believe IN ME!

Losing my sanity is deceiving me

But it’s just another day at the park, unbelievably!

My lyrics were learned from leniency, quite easily

Speaking in secreted cadence we proceed to be

A Behemoth that speaketh cerebrally

Not a pacifist with a passive fist, but I believe in speaking peaceably

Even if what I proceed to speak exceeds what’s considered legal, see?!

Is it illegal to hold The Secret Key?

Yet not share it with the world inconveniently

The playing field was created unevenly

Yet we as a species continue to believe it obediently

But never mind, guess we’ll never find

A clever mind that could sever ties

Or simply deal with the coming col...

Hypnagogic Logic

Once labeled the intellectual gangster

From a squire like jester to regal prankster

Some called me the surly colic & brolic Buddha

My tonics Judah, as they try to sue the

NYC court system, yet I refused the

Disturb-ing curt words of Medusa

As I tried to seduce her

Emerged a demiurge with a verse from Her-Mes

That both perturbed and disturbed me

As certain persons & earthly merchants search to curb me

All the while, I’m internally hurting

While hurling wordy verses

While dispersing as Im conversing

I come to grips with my wit in scripts

And became a sacrilegious iconoclastic scribe

A syllabic scavenger scavenging sentences

To spew at the heralding hierophant

I suppose Im high off SIN

Once a serf

With curt words of hurt

That played games of trepidation

Drenched ...