I once met a morph
In its Claymation, it'll metamorph
And instantly set a course
Holding a BETA torch
Having my sclera scorched
Now I get remorse
All the while my pupil would dilate
KNOWING I was in a position to fly late
So I needed to hydrate, why cry "fate"?
Knowing that I was birthed onto earth as a prophet
Utilizing basic skills like using curiosity and logic
Though so many foes claim that I'm not fit
Because I don't have a degree
Which is joke they inadvertently poke as old folks
'Cause a degree is set by societal decree to inflate egos
A certificate really doesn't determine where we go
Nor does it determine whether you have education or intelligence
MOST of societies education is completely irrelevant
Studious cues becoming irreverent to their detriment
Lifes balance is quite delicate, so check your etiquette
And stay in your element, as I mention the obvious elephant
In particular, trying to convey FACTS so eloquent
Specifically observing serpents curse the earth
With their very presence degenerate
So I generate energy mixed with some empathy
Expressing portions of eric lee, with no distortions important to me
NO LONGER misrepresented, a life invented
Was once violently damaged and dented
A new avatar was rented & leased
Hence, I perpetually increase peace through speech
Audibly heard or the written kind
Generous flows from venomous throes
Inventive never pretentious yet incendiary without pause
And though I see so many constant EFFECTS, I still doubt CAUSE.