What It Seems; Seams Unraveled
I’m finally growing up; I realize
Real eyes can recognize these real lies
Lies he, in a landscape barren
Bearin’ a false teachin’ he believed in.
Deceived by these elders, he felt like the bait
Bate the result as they betray the whole class of '08
Ate the lessons; trusted; left awed
Odd how you long to go back, sidestep the façade.
Fraud; caused his mind to alter
Altar of this education abandoned; falter.
Faltered, for as he appraised
Praised then, all of the knowledge he gained.
Drained; an opinion he lacks
Lax for years but now he’s on track
Track wisdom; has a mental axe
Acts as a way to crash walls, fight back.
Knack for writing, it became peace
Piece of heart in each written-release
Release stress; negative cease
Sees in a new light, consciousness increased.
Impeach his old ways and his mind state
State his ideals through wordplay.
Sure cliché, but this is my chance
Chants that make a difference from my stance.
Copyright © Ryan Nash | Year Posted 2009
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