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THE MYSTERY OF MISTER E, AND HIS MISERY
WAS ENCROACHED THEN POACHED BY SYNCOPE
WHILE I SPECIFICALLY SPIT SOLILOQUIES
MANIACAL MIMICRIES SECRETED SO VIVIDLY
IN DEPICTED IMAGERIES
A SPIT SCRIPT OF DEPICTORIES, TYPICALLY
DEAD IN THE FLESH PHYSICALLY
PARALYZED BY LIES SCIENTIFICALLY, THE LYCANS GIFTED ME
AND A CRYING ZION LIFTED ME
SO I WAS EQUIPPED WITH WIT, RHYTHMICALLY
TO DESTROY THE POPULACE POLITICALLY, LITERALLY
NOW I UTILIZE THEIR FUTILE LIES TO FEUDALIZE
ALL THE WHILE SOME BRUTAL GUYS IN A BRUTAL GUISE
CHOSE TO THROW FLOWS AND BRUTALIZE SOME CRUCIAL TIES
ALL THE WHILE THEY SEEK TO NEUTRALIZE THROUGH POLITICAL "NEUTRAL" LIES
BUT I CAN NOT BE BAMBOOZLED, I
AM WIDE AWAKE, SO CHECK MY PUPIL SIZE
CLASS IS IN SESSION, NOW WATCH THE PUPILS RISE
AS SOME DISPUTES ARISE ‘CAUSE RASPUTIN CRIES
AND MANY WARS ARE OPEN DOORS, THOUGH COMPUTERIZED
SOULS SUCKED INTO COMPUTER LIES, THAT WERE REVOLUTIONIZED
I LOATHE AND DETEST EVOLUTION LIES
THAT’S WHERE THE SPIRITUAL DESTITUTION LIES
AND NOW AS THE WEST HAS MESSED WITH PUTINS VIBE
NUCLEAR WAR AND HIS SATAN MISSILES IS ALMOST A SHOOTING SIGN
CHECK OUT L.A. AND WE SEE ITS RIOTING AND LOOTING TIME
NOW LET ME FLIP THE SWITCH A BIT IN THIS SCRIPT SO LIT
AS I ASK YOU TO PAY ATTENTION TO MY INFLECTION
NO DISRESPECT TO MY INFLECTION OR REFLECTION
AS MY CONFESSION CONFESSES THE WORDY MESSES
BECAUSE MY WORD PROPERTY OF PROSODY IS OBVIOUSLY
DROPPED IN CONCOCTED HOMILIES, YET NEVER SLOPPILY
AND THOUGH I THOUGHT GOD HAD FORGOTTEN ME
IT WAS JUST THAT MY HEART HAD BEEN ROTTENING
AND I THOUGHT GODS POWER WAS NOT IN ME
BUT ALL THE WHILE HE WAS WATCHING ME, PERIODICALLY
AND I METHODICALLY CHOSE TO ASTONISH THEE, ITS ODD INDEED
BECAUSE I REFUSE TO BE MOOT AND DIE AS ROTTING MEAT
AND THOUGH A SAGE, THE INNER RAGE HAD GOTTEN ME
ANGERED FROM THE SLANDER > YET GOD HAS ADMONISHED ME
AND QUITE SHOCKINGLY, THE PSYCHOLOGICAL SODOMY
BOMBARDED ME EROTICALLY, AND I LOGICALLY
FELT HEATED AND PRESSED I CONFESS, IRONICALLY
SO I CHOSE TO COMPOSE PROSE AT THE SPEED OF SONICALLY
I RECOGNIZE MY FLAWS AND BROKEN LAWS OF RECIPROCITY
AND WHILE THIS SHREWD DUDE ALREADY “KNEW” INSIDE
THAT I WANTED TO COMMIT SUICIDE
BETWEEN YOU & I > I KNEW THAT IT WOULD RUIN MY
MIND > FEELING SUCH EMOTIONS SO CRUEL INSIDE
BUT THAT’S WHAT HAD FU/EL/ED MY
DESIRE TO WORK HARD AND TO APPLY
NO LONGER THOUGHT OF A SOLUTION BY - SUICIDE
EVEN HAD DEMONS SCREWING AND WOOING I
SYNAPSES STARTED SUBDUING SIGHS
INTELLECT INVENTED ME, AND INTENTLY GREW IN SIZE
MY WRITTEN WORD IS MY CONTRIBUTION BY
LYRICS FROM MY SPIRIT TO UPLIFT WIT AND TO UNITE
NO LONGER POLLUTED BY
AT THIS POINT IT’S BEEN PROVEN BY
NOT DYING YET, ‘CAUSE MY DIALECT IS DIRECTLY DISILLUSIONED BY
A FEW SCREWS LOOSE AND A LOOSENED I (EYE)
LUCKILY I CHOSE PROSE TO OVERTHROW AND DETHRONE THE EXECUTION TIME
IN THE DESTITUTION LINE, HAD MESSED WITH YOU & I
CONFUSINGLY I WAS PROFUSELY TOO UPTIGHT
I THOUGHT GOD WAS LATE TO ARRIVE
FOR MY HUMAN LIFE | TO ASSIGN
AND THAT WAS SIMPLY CONCLUDED BY
MY HUMAN RIGHT | TO CONFIDE
NOW I SPEW WHAT WAS UNSCREWED INSIDE
WHICH IS NOW FLUIDIZED
OBSERVE THE FLUENCY | OF MY FLUID EYES
NOW A CHILD OF GOD, YET NOT FROM A KABBALISTIC JEWISH LINE
NOT A CANNIBAL BUT EMERGED FROM A STATE SO ANIMALISTIC THOUGHT PATTERNS
CRASHED, BURNED AND SHATTERED | AS INTERNAL ORGANS SPLATTERED
BUT PRESS REWIND TO REVERSE THE CURSE SINCE DAY OF MY BIRTH MUCH WORSE
A STILL BIRTH, NOT NEEDED OR DESIRED AND I CRIED WITH FIRE AS I ASPIRED
TO BE MORE THAN A FETUS | I KNOW I MUST BELIEVE THIS | NO NOT BEHEMOTH
HUMBLY OFFER ONESELF IN ORDER TO INCREASE THIS
ON ONE SABBATH DAY, SATAN SOUGHT TO VALIDATE MY VALID HATE
I FIRST CHOSE MALICE HATE, TO SYLLABICATE
AND NOW BEAUTIFUL STORIES I WEAVE & FABRICATE
SOMETIMES LINES DESCRIBE THE TIME HE TRIED TO INCAPACITATE
AS IF PAIN & STRAIN WOULD SATURATE
MY MIND IN LINES WOULD GRAVITATE
TO IMPROVING SOULS SO MOROSE AS I’D SCHOLASTICATE
BUT THEN MY RELIGIOSITY WOULD SOON EVAPORATE
AS A MAGIC CLOUD WOULD OFFER DRAMATIC WEIGHT
AND ALL THE WHILE I’D FASTEN HATE TO FASCINATE
AND SHOW OFF ALL OF MY CALLUS HATE LIKE SOME ANTIQUATED CALIPHATE
