Picked up a pen
To reload ideas
The way you would a weapon
My tongue tucked behind my teeth
Like a Smith and Wesson
Waiting for the perfect spot
To take shots at anyone
With the truth I speak
Open your mind
(and you shall receive)
Don’t shut yourself out
(Because your sensitivities)
I’m venomous
What I write is a minor extension
Of my brain waves
Each time that I breathe
My blood capillaries release
The oxygen that's coursed
With 3/4 cups hatred and a 1/4 of remorse
There you have it!
I’m back at it
With a thirst to blow holes
Through your windows
Since you reject the aptitude
I refuse to drop the attitude
Until I’m given the respect
That’s been due
Far from your average Individual
Mind on another level
Still the same rebel
From all those years back
Influenced by geniuses
In multiple spectrums
But it's the music that
Gives me the ability
To rewind or progress
It's time travel at its best
No wonder we invest
In this Universal language
Maybe I’m getting off topic
Let me reset—
I’m lost in a hell storm
Haven’t seen dawn in ages
I used to write with a
Consciousness
Now I’m brainless
Distorted by all the fake news
I think the tube has a screw loose
I’m hearing voices that don’t
Belong to me
Had to find a mirror just to reflect
Except, there was not one
But two
Sinister eyes multiplied
In my view
It talked back telling me to shoot
Run for your life the other exclaimed
You’re unprepared for this decade
There’s going to be 10x the hate
Double the rage!
You either stand up and fight
Or you get replaced
How do I get on
The Revolutionary train?
I want first class tickets
Front row benches
Your full attention!
I’ll get to it just as soon as I take this shot to the head
Forget the bulletproof vest
I’m in another dimension.
Written By: Dez Sevena