No one Likes a Prophet

No one Likes a Prophet

I’m a martyr, martyr,
a holy self starter.
Runnin laps round an oasis
bringin changes to the stasis
of the holy, holy,
bitches don’t even know me
but they throwin fuckin stones
sayin all I do is drone
going on and on,
singing that new song
preachin that we wrong
screamin that the strongest
won’t live longest
all you leaders
have been the wrongest
I’ve been sent to teach the teachers
to preach…

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A Prayer for Forgiveness

Hail Mary, full of grace,
save me from this wretched place.
Replace this guilt, this sinking feeling
with your holy conscience stealing.
Bind the sin inside my heart.
Give me your blessed restart.
Hail Mary, full of grace,
save me from this wretched place.

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Technocracy

Screens, screens
Fucking screens are the new eyes through which we see.
The screen is where we want to be.
The screen.
Mine is soft and sleek
Would you like a peek into my screen?
You know what I mean?
There is no guarantee
You can unsee what you see
When…

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Flappy Trials

Flap, flap, flap, flap,
flap, flap, flapcrash
tap… tap…
flap, flap, crash
tap… tap…
flap, flap, flap,
I was told that this is crap
crash
shit
tap… tap…
flap, flap, flap,
I’m determined to beat the cap,
be a high scorer.
All I have to do is flap,
flap,…

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Citizen of the 21st Century

I pledge allegiance
to the cloud
And the unified servers
of the internet,
And to the binary
for which they stand,
One community,
under the web,
Innumerable,
With voices
and lolcats
For all.

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The Prayer of the Serpent

Oh man, Oh man,
know that you can
control the land. (more…)

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I Know

The mystery is lifted
Like Santa Claus, I’m gifted
I’m not even wearing a fitted
I’ve never even admitted
to fucking bitches
or laying people out
or getting riches
and I’m pulling out all the stitches.
This is who white rapper kitch is
into drugs, words,…

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Sing, sing

There are words and they are coming
from closed mouths, they’re running
like restless rabbits
wrought from sexless dens,
the word count’s overflowing (more…)

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A to Z

Allocating acquisitions.
Always aiding (more…)

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Ode to Time

Tick on.
Make a quick
flicking sound.
Swing the hands around
and around,
resound the space.
Be the place
between places
with multicolored
numbered faces,
running restless races,
never changing paces,
all present
never erased. (more…)

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Fine Arte

I love the classics
from the Cretaceous
to the Jurassic
the spacious sound
of a well built round
and the inimitable pound
of drum heads beating
the rhythm repeating
the work, never fleeting
until it ends
with a flourish that sends
a message of truth
a…

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Soap Box

Art is open to interpretation
a book
pages shivering
quivering with excitement
at the prospect of being
torn apart
ripped from the seams
and plastered to the walls
of your dreams. (more…)

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Subhuman

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You stand in my way
a substance decay
a fray in the cables
holding today
and if you will stay
you will force me to say
the delay of your absence
has brought me dismay
(more…)

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Let’s Get Joyous

Just a sample of my latest project. I began songwriting fairly recently, and this is one of them. Enjoy. :)

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