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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I'm a speech punk; kind of a menace Not sure if the word is permissible in these parts But that's the word I need, life's a furnace So flush that. Gosh, you leave me no choice I'm trying to speak, hear my voice in the whisper Through the walls of disparaging noise This is the true genesis of your lyrical nemesis Within the lofty walls of these subliminal premises So join me in these choruses If you are tired of all those empty promises I know some will hold on to being cynical And insist that so and so is not tyrannical On the offensive, trying to sound authentic I’m getting tired of these old nonverbal diatribes Untried ideological theories from war times Self-proclaimed superheroes asking for more time Descending heavily on dissenters I find it interesting. You insist on destruction But cry foul over the consequential sanctions Questions leading to more questions Your overarching approach is nonsensical You're overreaching, overreacting Flashing knives and talking peace treaties I choose reason, so I'll be philosophical Through and through until people know the truth I'll show you who is master in this class Through the looking glass, looking straight ahead Hard forehead set against their hardcore hearts Delicate apples of eyes rolling upon these surfaces Don't forget light shines in the darkness These are obviously obnoxious princes of madness Gospel hardened bumpkins, hard of hearing Pluck off their ear muffs and remove the earplugs I don't know, it's the starkness Of their skewed vision and aversion to reality Posing, for whatever reason, as minimalists And all of us losers attempting to look strong Strolling roughshod on dog dump filled terrain They say without travail there are no babies So, I'm caught barefoot in this hell of a place No name, upstart among folks with no faces Clasping hands holding back nervous chuckles Upon the sight of my adversaries' bleeding knuckles Section such and such paragraph this and that Yeah, voiceless man quoting verses Telling the man with the pitchfork to get lost
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