Walk That Line

My first attempt at spoken word...

 

Let me out of this cardboard prison,
It's forbidden,
And though I may be smitten,
The chance of escape is too great to procrastinate.
So discriminate the hate
And open the gate
To your mind…

I may run out of time,
So bind your weapon,
Steady souls a steppin',
Don't be reppin',
Just keep the right rhyme rippin'
At the same time
As my feet
Glide…

It's justice time,
Though I may be blind,
My soul steps to the same beat as mine,
And guides my nine-
millimeter bullet through thyne.

Sparks fly,
Times nigh.
I see my last lie
Cross my lips
And provoke:
Incompletely universal,
My own personal,
Completely controversial,
Deliverance.

Reviews

[Akaila]

I really liked this! Some of the best stuff is written in the midnight hour! just to let you know! i really like how it just flowed with heavy emotion!! thanks for entering it in the contest! GOOD LUCK!
~akaila~