I Know My Stuff

Written in my Junior year of High School in my humanities class. Back when dictionaries were my best friend.

"Release

 to set free from prior restraint

In order to know your God

Study up on your saints

Relegate

 to remove or dismiss

Irreverence toward God

You're becoming blasphemous

You blather on And rant about

What you "know" to be firm

You repulse me you're revolting

 to be taught

Look it up and see

Learn; To gain knowledge, understanding,

 a skill for the mind

Your lax Pax Romana

For America I will never let you find

We'll meet either by chance

 or by searching

Your demonic republic is constantly lurching

Underneath my fingernails

You infest me

With all your rules and regulations

You contest me With your meaningless laws

You try and arrest me

But this protest, you see,

Is constantly

A drive for me

I'm thriving, really!

Alive and thrilling

Wish it was fulfilling

But it isn't

Its been moved from its enclosure

 and its out on the prowl

Discharged from my thoracic

And yet I dont know how

Finish

 something that completes

Or perfects

Like a noose in the gallows

Surrounding the necks

 of the non-believers

Pagans and Mennonites

Muslims and Christians alike

Even a free country

Has to pay for its rights

I'm pissed at the system

And the dealer's constant bluff

Step to my lyrics

My words

My rhymes

Its rough

And when its comes to this rhetoric,

Hell, i know my stuff."

 

-HTP

Author's Note

Sick, huh?

Reviews

[Grace Steinbach]

This is very powerful and gripping. One of my favorite lines is:

'Learn to gain knowledge, understanding,
A skill for the mind
Your lax Pax Romana for America
I will never let you find'

My only advice is that you edit the alignment/format of 'I Know My Stuff'
so that it's easier to read. That way, your words get the full attention they deserve.
Kudos, sir!

[Kiri J]

oooh i like!!!
this is hot, Declan. I don't know what years "junior high" is (we don't have that here) but you must've been pretty young?

Good stuff
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