OUT OF SELF RESPECT
I HAD TO INSURRECT MY TETE
'CAUSE MY DEBT WAS DEATH
LIFE IS SPIRIT WHICH IS BREATH
NOW INSTEAD I RECOLLECT
WAS PRIME TIME TO RESURRECT
MY SPINE ENTWINED WAS CORRECT
NOT SCOLIOSIS BUT SOUL OF GNOSIS
AND SO NOT FOR NAUGHT
IN A NET, MY HEAD WAS CAUGHT
FORESAW WARS I FOUGHT
A NEW COURSE OF COURSE
WAS DESIGNED AND PUT FORTH
LIKE SOOT COARSE
THE GOOD BOSS ON A WOOD CROSS
COULD TOSS, MY LIFE IN A BIN OF GARBAGE
KNOWING MY HARD HEART WAS TARNISHED
I WAS GIVEN STRENGTH TO HARNESS
AND LEARNED TO DISCERN AND TARGET MARKETS WITH SHARPNESS
THOUGH NOT THE SMARTHEST
I RECOGNIZE I COULD WEAPONIZE
THE FACT I EMERGED FROM THE DARKEST DARKNESS
WITH A PHONETIC AND SYLLABIC SHARPNESS
ENERGOZED BY MY METACARPUS
I SEEK TO ENLIGHTEN
ENCOURAGE AND EMPOWER EVERY LIVING CARCASS
WHEN I USE MY HEART SO SCARLET TO IMPART THIS
NOT TO BE A STAR OR STARLET
THOUGH I AM A STAR, LIT
WHOM HAS NAVIGATED TOPOGRAPHIES , THE HARSHEST
DEEPEND VALLEYS THE DARKEST
HAVING BEEN LOST AS I WAS SOMEWHERE THE COST WAS THE FARTHEST
AS SCREAMING DEMONS CONTINUOUSLY DISARMED AND HARMED THIS
GIVING ME MUCH PERSONALITY BIZARRENESS
BUT THE DAY OF CATHARSIS
TURNED ME INTO AN ARDENT ARTIST
AND PARIAH LIKE ALARMIST
AND FEEL RELIEVED WHEN I EXERT DIRT AND HURT WHEN I IMPART SCRIPTS