Free Cee Clamp Or Revamp It
CLAMP OR REVAMP IT
God damn, why did God damn me?
His mistreatment is anything but vague
My disappointment is to an Extravagant degree
As I plod on through plague after plague
It would seem that God has put a clamp upon my heart
And my head in a vice that is a device of devouring depression
His aggression is of a grievous magnitude
While caution is caught between sense and idiocy
In a sea of sequestration
An orchestration with a mezzo soprano singing of stinging sorrow
Until tomorrow tempts me with a tempo I cannot seem to follow
And a rhythm of reprehensible in-sensibilities
Its notes go unnoticed and negated by this man born of condemnation
In a nation no one knows about
And exists only on a map of misery
Where mystery mounts a fierce campaign
As champagne is poured from the mouth of an unjust jug
I am God’s voodoo doll
And each pin makes my head spin
Okay God, you win
Well, I suppose there was never a chance for me to conquer God’s quick wit and wisdom
And fight against a fearsome force proclaimed
With an arrow aimed toward the heart his clamp takes precedence over
God damn, God has damned me to destitution
With a winsome wave of his ungodly hand
My life of misery has no viable solution
But then again, this is what God himself has planned
© 2012…...PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
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