Ranting on the World
Of all the lies
Told to the victimized,
They find they've been rumorized.
Too late but soon,
A brand new wound
Colored of the moon.
Shining brightly in the sky,
Looking down into the eye
Of a soul of deception
Wishing for a reconnection
To well thought out redemption.
And think.
Or blink.
Try to link
To people as they slink,
Away to the skating rink,
Trying to get away.
After all; what rises soon falls,
Consequences follow actions,
Action cause reactions,
And you'll have the satisfaction
Of knowing it's only a fraction,
Seeing it's a tiny bit
Of this great big world of shit.
Close your eyes,
Try to die,
Time to cry
Because they lie,
Let out a sigh.
And stop;
Turn a corner,
Break a fall.
No, you'll never have it all.
Perfection has exceptions,
All things have connections.
Even the dissection
Of someone you used to love.
It's an autopsy, true
Of someone who still misses you.
Still though, you haven't a clue
Of what on earth you are to do!
Famous speeches I call rants,
Famous rappers try to dance
To fit in the media trance
People wear like favorite pants.
With one wistful glance,
See the circumstance
On the Slant
Called a profit chart.
Wake up;
Values have been lost
All because the guilty cost
Everyone to be the boss
Of their lives then throw it all away.
Why? Because they want to rise,
And not be victimized
As the loser who told lies,
To the whiner who did cry,
And the commiter of suicide.
Now of course the man did die.
Lives are precious things
As valued as their diamond rings
Grooms give their brides
To show off pride
And be the toast of town.
Sleep;
Precious child of this year
Believe me, there's nothing to fear
But the total collapse that's near
But a tear away.
Do not cry and do not pout
It's simply what the world's about!
Like the famous fished up trout
Who tried to swim away
And the cat that became stray
Because he went astray
On the paved out road called life.
The moral of the story
Is to not be "gory";
Meaning different in anyway at all.
So to be on top and not fall,
Give up on not conforming.
That will lead to the forming
Of a national standard:
The new "normal".
Told to the victimized,
They find they've been rumorized.
Too late but soon,
A brand new wound
Colored of the moon.
Shining brightly in the sky,
Looking down into the eye
Of a soul of deception
Wishing for a reconnection
To well thought out redemption.
And think.
Or blink.
Try to link
To people as they slink,
Away to the skating rink,
Trying to get away.
After all; what rises soon falls,
Consequences follow actions,
Action cause reactions,
And you'll have the satisfaction
Of knowing it's only a fraction,
Seeing it's a tiny bit
Of this great big world of shit.
Close your eyes,
Try to die,
Time to cry
Because they lie,
Let out a sigh.
And stop;
Turn a corner,
Break a fall.
No, you'll never have it all.
Perfection has exceptions,
All things have connections.
Even the dissection
Of someone you used to love.
It's an autopsy, true
Of someone who still misses you.
Still though, you haven't a clue
Of what on earth you are to do!
Famous speeches I call rants,
Famous rappers try to dance
To fit in the media trance
People wear like favorite pants.
With one wistful glance,
See the circumstance
On the Slant
Called a profit chart.
Wake up;
Values have been lost
All because the guilty cost
Everyone to be the boss
Of their lives then throw it all away.
Why? Because they want to rise,
And not be victimized
As the loser who told lies,
To the whiner who did cry,
And the commiter of suicide.
Now of course the man did die.
Lives are precious things
As valued as their diamond rings
Grooms give their brides
To show off pride
And be the toast of town.
Sleep;
Precious child of this year
Believe me, there's nothing to fear
But the total collapse that's near
But a tear away.
Do not cry and do not pout
It's simply what the world's about!
Like the famous fished up trout
Who tried to swim away
And the cat that became stray
Because he went astray
On the paved out road called life.
The moral of the story
Is to not be "gory";
Meaning different in anyway at all.
So to be on top and not fall,
Give up on not conforming.
That will lead to the forming
Of a national standard:
The new "normal".