Well so much for writing one poem/lyric a day. hmm. Oh, fuck it. Here's one I wrote at work last night. Picture me singing this with braids (future dreads, possibly. Depends. Standby).
Time to spit truth
That's been chewed up
And twisted inside out,
Spit this fire upon them,
The rage building within,
The injustice in this land,
The laws crippling
The young and the poor,
A warm happy trigger,
Cold shoulders,
Their silent assassin
Putting an end to rights and equality,
Winning the war,
Cashing the prize,
A few million in change a day
Causing a few million to die every hour.
Time is now,
Time to unleash the beast,
Unleash the beast within!!
R-E-B-E-L.
The wire wrapped around
The neck of those who fail to please,
No money, no life,
No land, no honor,
Everything striped,
Bodies bleeding,
Clenched fist, blood pumping,
This disease filing the air,
Their gun clearing the way,
A massive destruction
For a little more profit,
Another hill for them to climb,
Another town for them to burn.
Time is now,
Time to unleash the beast,
Unleash the beast within!!
R-E-B-E-L.
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