you've never been the best thing since sliced bread
your presence always felt like hell
you being around in the house felt like being tossed in satan's fire
i'd listen in on your conversations with mother
with you lying through your teeth
swearing to not beat her again
the next day you'd come home drunk
saying corrosive words
so much that mother would run to neighbours for help
we would spend time skating on thin ice
trying to not bruise your ego and get burnt
with nowhere to run to
nowhere to run from your obnoxious self
nowhere to hide from your monstrous ethics
mom always justified your way
love convinced her that maybe you'd change
but unfortunately for us, you were a leopard
i applaud you
for you ate all our hopes and dreams of having our own families
while you were acting holy and nice to others
you forgot to be a divine being to your blood
Don't pretend to be sincere, when lying through your teeth..
It's insultung, belittling, and will always bring you grief.
You see I don't fake my intentions, and I always keep it real..
But you constantly play games, with no regards to how I feel.
So Karma always comes in threes and will bite you really hard..
How hard it bites is your own reward for playing the karma card.
Ignore my calls, ignore my texts, so now I'll do the same..
So don't you dare get angry, because now I'm playing your game.
**Just a piece of "innocuous" satire with underlying political undertones,
aimed at our lying and unrepentant politicians and political hacks, with a
little bit of humor and a "voodoo spell" placed under their seats. **
The Devil's Tongue
Stop gaslighting me you cannot succeed
Lying through your teeth like toxic weed
You will decompose then swiftly deposed
Just a matter how you turn into compost
Exit debate stand an ugly face ain't glam
Arrow coming at you, you filthy old scum
Tongue of yours split, spits perverted lies
Run for your life before that vile ego fries!
Penned: 1/17/2022
3:45 a.m.
Lake Worth
Florida USA
Razzmatazz. A long lost song
From a long lost band, Pulp
Freed from your Orange Juice,
Hailing from Scotland, who’s final king
Was Forest Whittaker, trophy winner
The only one Cleveland’s ever seen (but apparently, it rocks)
With its gray skied eyes and Factory blacked lungs,
A cancer felt but not seen-everything gives you Cancer.
Joe Jackson has a good point, and a good beat
Down this song is on your ears, like a Bullet to the Head
Courtesy of four angry boys raging against the machine
Yes you god damn library printer, lying through your teeth
To frustrated, harried people lying
In the hands of god.
John Lennon didn’t believe in you, why should I?
Why should I care, I’m out of my brain on the Train,
That two hit wonder coming to Cleveland July 9th,
Five days after the fireworks are lit
Indoors by Elvis Costello, with the cigarette
Of Ben Folds, over smoky, deep purple waters
Much prettier than Erie, that eats away the bones--
Well put Thom Yorke, unrelated to the Duke
Who built a city, then built it anew on Amsterdam
Not the kind Chris Martin locked away
With keys of Ebony and Ivory.
Are you lying in the bed you made
Or lying through your teeth
Are you praying for a better day
Or preying on the weak
Are you giving the world everything you have
Or taking from it what you can
Are you working on building relationships
Or always fighting against the man
Do you look for the good in everyone
Or look to everyone for the goods
Do you give one hundred and ten percent
Or not even do the things you should
Do you think about the things you say
Or always say the things you think
When you lead a horse up to the water
Do you force that horse to drink
We make choices every day
With ramifications far and wide
Please take precautions not to hurt
Those along with you on the ride
Pathetic as you stare into the screen
Trying to find meaning with someone else's life
Dragging down all you thought you had
As you waste away with every passing minute
So disgusting it sounds as people talk of freedom
Hoping life is the dream you do not wake up from
Beat into submission the rebellious youth
As they try to teach you the world you live in
No longer exists
So what?! It doesn't matter
I can scream at you all day
You’ll remain as deaf as ever
So what?! It never mattered
I can nail open your eyes
Still you'll never see, you'll never see
Passing by the church you said could burn
Lying through your teeth as you proclaim your faith
Condemning me as I swim in your shadow
You never told me you'd be the one to kiss the flames
Despising the fortunate ignorant
Living life to a standard I cannot see
Welling up inside, the hateful words push through
I’d rather see you try to fly then know your name
Spoiled, name-brand clone
So what?! It doesn't matter
I can scream at you all day
You’ll remain as deaf as ever
So what?! It never mattered
I can nail open your eyes
Still you'll never see, you'll never see
You’ll never see
Me
I’m standing on the edge, I’m just about to fall,
Should I take a step back, or lose myself to it all;
I want so bad to jump, but I’m feeling so afraid,
Will he love me just as much, or will I be betrayed;
Is falling for you worth the risk, or should I stop while I’m ahead,
I’m replaying all the things you’ve said like a movie inside my head;
You’ve got me backed up to a wall, I’m not sure what I should do,
Come out fighting like a cat, or let myself fall for you;
Can I give up all my hopes and dreams to chase a fantasy,
Are you just lying through your teeth, or are you in Love with me;
I’ve reached the point of no return, and it’s too late to turn back now,
I throw my self over the edge with you, for as long as time will allow.
Pray, where's the next stop, brilliant, all-knowing fiend,
After causing harm to your nation right up to the end?
Unleashing your poison on a tired, unsuspecting world,
Look where you are now after your lies have been told.
Wicked of you to push your country to worthless fighting,
Out through the back door you exit, a disgraced underling;
Lying through your teeth, causing much misery and death,
From the very start you plotted with each frenzied breath;
Oh, you forgot that even the self-righteous had to reflect,
War equally destroys the vanquished and its architect,
In the end you pay for each of your sinister mistakes;
To see you squirm in your hot seat with your paramour,
Zeus himself can’t save you as they lift you off the floor.
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