Monster Me

Monster Me

 
Brutality and violence watched in moment as red sun rose
Disaster and the shaking ground, cracks forming in prose
A tired mind and broken heart, running faster feet of rock
Speeding past the lighted streets and into alleys blocked
The best is aimed upon, but whatever remains well hidden
Doing all in power and word, the mind unknowingly ridden
Wave upon wave crashing along the shores of a timelessness
Looking to further the cause and clean up this terrible mess

Witnessing, preaching, asking and begging, take up arms to join
Laughing, denying, ignoring it all without an offer of coin
Reward must come for us to take part in what will offer lives
Nothing more will be performed, until payment in full arrives
Contract signed the ink has bled and is still as yet to dry
The blood of history unlearned, a future for tears to cry
The mighty have fallen and the meek have inherited the earth
But strength is required but absent, a cruelly fated curse

What was wished has come and taken residence upon throne
If only one had known the end before it exposed the bone
They do not see, they do not feel, without core or mettle
The only concern is bottom line and having the debt settle
Under the flag many have come to gather and try their luck
A drive for more but more for one, under the all more is snuck
To understand a line foretold required a keen-eyed look back
No one saw, or chose to ignore the warning from the stack

So many, oh so many times the words were shouted out aloud
Deaf ears caught nothing as eyes captured by mirror fell over proud
Bliss comes in many forms the simplest of which has come to haunt
The sweat and grind of yesteryear replaced by self branded flaunt
More cannot be done nothing other than what is said can be said
Going on from this point is difficult perhaps onto bed instead
This is the true evil, the one who throws the towel and lets it be
The giving in, the giving up, the creation of the Monster Me.

Taraz
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