SpyglassA Poem by B. Lee Leger (Thug-Angel)Falling thru the falcon calling by echoes of a new. As fair air inflamed causes earth's inferno now God's become the blamed. As smoke awoke tame thoughts by the plots you provoke. Laughter after the subliminal rhymes that become only the sum of violent crimes. Fear is such a crutch used way way to much. Fear became a way out of a jam but most people really don't give a Damn. A spider weaves webs through delusions for others deceived to believe tales ever weaved. your a pure Demon it's true as you control everyone around you. My eyes have ears so over the years I learned to think when I blink. With these words I pen your a stink I don't ever want too smell again. Everyone knows those eggshells become shards of glass your unable too walk past anything dumb f**k cause your stuck in a never ending past. Through sight you write about me but can you see I'm able too write about you. I know the methods of illness keep your faith going but weep deep in a somber night's sleep. Awaken the days of dread time put into rhyme the hamster makes way off his bed. Delusions you create because my fate you truly hate such scorn you form as of late so go grow closer too God who ignores you oh you say this ain't so than bend over while Jesus f***s you hard and slow you unHoly hoe. Your hippocracy I now truly see you only wish too be like me whether it's a book of prophecy designed for me or more too rich in your envoy or too poor minded that you become blinded as the chosen you will never be like me. As once told old habits die hard so to will this poetic bard. All powers great and Small are on my side as my fist and your lipstick lips collide.
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Added on November 12, 2024 Last Updated on November 12, 2024 AuthorB. Lee Leger (Thug-Angel)moncton, new brunswick, CanadaAboutFor more poetry Google B. Lee Leger poetry and follow the links. It has been noted by the Writing community that where there comes with a visual poet the reader should reflect upon the selected wri.. more..Writing
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