Contrary to popular opinion
the man of the house
does not even share dominion
with his wife, who runs the whole show
determining who comes and who goes
~ leading him around by the nose
Upon waking up this day, a single tear
Father your eternal immortality
Still proves wise and gracious
I haven’t been misled by popular opinion
Which should be taken with a grain of salt
You showed me how to expose the counterfeits
who foster misperceptions,
Which have shaped our faith
How to think with an open mind, heart, and soul
Father, your every word was a rare gift
A worth guide__
A teardrop of glad remembrance and a
Prayer for your soul
Recovery is slow, not rapid,
When Daddy is publicly stupid,
Landing blows of the Intrepid
On whom had been his Avowed Cupid.
Your worries continue to flow
And are faithfully slow,
As you keep replaying every blow,
Every strange accurate throw
On Mother leaving Bruises of Woe.
Now sick, your choicest fluid The Tepid,
Now rebellious God’s water Not Insipid,
Now hateful, Daddy’s mind is vapid,
Though popular opinion still sticks to Limpid
And terribly dry the air others think Humid …
The man often hitting his wife
Is stabbing many with a knife!
Enters entitled, exits entitled; "Oh where art thou," this title be?
Entirely composed of humans in this entire amenity.
Humanities amenities entirely entitled to a life less entirety.
Entitled to less entirety than one could humanly admire, admirably.
Entirely composed of humans in this entire amenity.
The amenities comprising humanities commodity
Entitled to less entirety than one could humanly admire, admirably.
Are contradictory to the overall popular opinion of society...
The amenities comprising humanities commodity
Adversely affecting humanity, more so than less
Are contradictory to the overall popular opinion of society...
Anonymity is anonymous to say the entireness.
Adversely affecting humanity, more so than less
Humanities amenities entirely entitled to a life less entirety.
Anonymity is anonymous to say the entireness.
Enters entitled, exits entitled; "Oh where art thou," this title be?
6/4/2017
Contest: Rhyme Battle 7
Sponsor: Juli- Michelle
- Another day passes as we lose track of time. Lost in the nine to five. A composition of choices. Combined to create a concept; which we each perceive. This is the exact difference. It's called perspective. In the beginning; the building blocks are extremely enlarged. Through the ages these blocks become small bricks. The joints get closer together. This leaves a higher margin for error. Inevitably, we fail. We make more noticeable mistakes that are judged by popular opinion, that is perceived. We learn from our surroundings and adapt. We accept. We simply settle... For less
Within me there is greatness
held back by popular opinion
limitations have been formed to bury me
This life is full so scorn
so much waiting and wishing
decisions are not my own
Chains have been placed upon me
placing blinders upon eyes
the complete picture is not clear
Dreams are present
reality feels like bonds
truth has imprisoned me
while lies have hid the key
Eternal struggles lived
each day they become anew
it leaves one to wonder
how low is low