WAR IN ME

Street Sage

I was once an uncouth youth

That grew and emerged a demiurge

With the urge to verbally splurge

So I would choose to peruse the truth route

And assume a crew that would accrue proof

Because I knew as the winds blew

Id have to find a way to brew and slay as I slew through

Don’t try to misconstrue what this crude dude would do

Because I sought to be true

And so I flew through the nest of the cuckoo

Then morning dew became what was due

I then knew, a pair of testicular grew anew

And as I’d continue to fly on high Id still confuse brutes

And even defuse fools that I slew in truth

In which I’d include too, no excuse to be hidden and cooped

And so I emerged a revolutionary street troop to salute

With no ego ballooned in various colors and hues

I learned to discern and consume cues from an abused sleuth...

WAR IN ME

THERE IS MORE TO ME
THAN A WAR IN ME, METAPHORICALLY
BABYLON THOUGHT SHE WAS WHORING ME
BUT SHE’S THE WHORE THAT I ABHOR ACCORDINGLY
I MAKE SURE TO OFFER THE ALLURE OF THE PURE HISTORICALLY
BUT FOUND THERE IS MORE THAN 33, BY MORE THAN 4 DEGREES
SO I SUBDUE FOOLS THROUGH WHAT I SPEW CAUSTICALLY
‘CAUSE ITS BEEN COSTING ME, MORALLY
AND ITS A BORE TO WATCH THE WORLD BURN HORRIBLY
SO I RUN THE COURSE IN DISCOURSE OF COURSE AS I APPALL THEM ALL AWFULLY
AS ITS MY PRIORITY TO OFFER MORE OF ME TO THE WORLD AUTHORITY
NOW I WOULDN’T DO SUCH A THING, NORMALLY
BUT I’VE ALREADY INTRODUCED MYSELF FORMALLY
YOU MET THE FORMER ME, ABNORMALLY
THE ONE SEEN IN SCENES UNLAWFULLY
SOUL DYSMORPHIA, AS I SAW MYSELF ABNORMALLY
NOW I WALK WITHIN CHALK CAUTIOUSLY YET ORDERLY
AS I REACHED A POINT OF SENIORITY AS A MINORITY
I WENT TO LOVING SELF AS A CHILD OF GO...

PERPLEXED WITH AND WISH TO EXIT THIS NEXUS

My spirit’s been feeling restless

Hence I’m rebellious and kind of contentious

But I didn’t invent this

I’m just highly protective and not one to contend with

Cause I’ve been stuck in the trenches

Not one that sits idly by on the benches

Now Im feeling defensive and I object it, yes THEIR objective

I KNOW there are those in shadows forcing plateaus – whom are feeling defenseless

I’m hoping to awaken those souls, so inattentive

Seems AS IF the populace is more than well rested

SEDATED, I hate it because misdirection is their incentive

Now I sit in the trenches with the fleshless that loathe & detest this

That’s WITH WHOM I’m left with

Guess that’s the consensus, and I’m tempted

To be relentless to the wenches with a death wish – I’m feeling breathless

I...

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...