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Pitbull Or Poodle

Guns blaze while bodies pile high
Somewhere you’d hope 
They’d be done with the lies
The ones that are talking
they don’t wear the vest
they’re just some more fodder
who hide with the rest
Don’t chain your soldiers
Those who hunt in the dark
Its them these thugs fear
Not some blow fish, the shark
Stop beating it out of them
Liability, a shame
People keep dying
From these political games
Pitbull or poodle
You can only have one
Go hide in darkness
Or bask in the sun
For them it’s a calling
Already they’re here
The wolves won’t come closer
It’s Pitbull’s they fear

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Crash

The night began like any other, 
I grabbed my gear, laced up my boots,
And threw spit shine on the leather.
Rifle slung and bag in hand with the usual friendly banter
I had yet to reach my ride
As the mic began to chatter.

Heading to a crash, one that happened at high speed
Smoke debris and gasoline
Unsure of what I’d need
I hit the lights and sirens and surged my car to life
I felt beside my magazine
to ensure I had my knife.

Updates came as I picked up speed,
Though their tone had already spoken
There would be no life to save this day, another family broken
The cars like origami, metal mixed with flesh
I cut right through their shattered windshield, 
But all I found was death

I remind myself again that I know it’s for the best.
I’m one of the few who deal with this 
To shelter all the rest. 
I left that call and drove away, my shift had just begun
I was only fifteen minutes in
and we’ve lost another one

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Gun Point

He spins around and faces me, his legs plant down just right.
No longer will he run from me, he’s fixing for a fight
He reaches down and so do I, I grab my trusted Glock
I raise it to his chest real quick, I swear the clock had stopped.
My finger finds the trigger, slowly I begin to squeeze
And as I reach the no return, he screams just shoot me please
Those words I never heard at all, so focused on my aim
Fight or flight in full effect, auditory exclusion was to blame
But as he screamed in silence, his arms shot up above his head
My finger too now on the guard, so close to throwing lead
Resting on the chain link fence, I know my aim is true
You used a gun to rob those folks, so we have come for you
In the darkness he kept reaching, and as he did, I squeezed
The still within the chaos, not sure if I had breathed
Every time his arms went up, my finger fell away
The last thing that I wanted, was to take a life that day
He gave up, we got the gun, and no one else was hurt
That day was way too close, to putting someone in the dirt
I knew he had a gun, from the marks the victims let me see
So many times, I pulled it back, I counted at least three
I waited for a muzzle flash, because I needed to just know
It would have been too late by then, but that’s how hindsight goes
I had to be completely sure, before the bullet was sent on track
Choices like that once they’re made, you cannot take them back
The waiting could have killed me, or maybe my partner too
You don’t know that choices weight and I pray you never do.

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King of Lies

King of Lies

I've seen many evil things, so that you didn't have to.
I've fought my share of evil, occasionally I bled for you.
Should that day come for me, where I cannot make it through.
that evil never took me, it was the knife you threw.
You banished me to solitude, rotting in the darkest night.
But it’s in those pitch-black holes you dug, where I truly learned to fight.
Did your ego grow much larger, when you chained me like a dog!
Did you really think you’d break me? I grew stronger in the fog.
I’m not waiting for apologies, if you tried, I’d know you lied.
Because I know inside, you’re empty, and my fire has never died.
Forever I’m a hunter and you’re the king of lies.
While you hide with all your insects I’ll be soaring through the skies.
You sat back, watched and waited while your henchmen did your deeds.
Yet You failed to stomp me out, instead you just sowed more seeds.
You planted them to close, to the foundation of your home
And as those roots grow stronger, they will continue to roam.
They will penetrate all you stand upon, they will bring your castle down
And while you’re trapped within the rubble, I’ll still be standing strong.

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Dear Suicide

Dear Suicide

If you were standing with me,
as in a person or a thing.
I’d beat you, 
and I don’t just mean to win.
I’d beat you till you begged me, 
and then I’d beat you more.
Until your bones broke through your skin, 
and all of you was torn.
You sneak in through their darkness, 
you grow within their pain
And then you just move on, 
as if this were a game.

If you were standing with me, 
you wouldn’t be for long
You could try to scream for help
But there’d be none to hear your song.
I’d hold you under water, 
it wouldn’t be a chore.
You’d know that you are drowning, 
I’d let you watch the shore.
I’d shine light on your deception
I’d introduce you to your pain 
I’d rip out your lying tongue
So that you’d never speak again


If you were standing with me
I’d remind you of the time
You whispered in my ear before
And spun me a little rhyme.
I opened up your doorway 
and took a step inside.
But a light rushed swiftly past me
and torched through your dark lies.
See the truth is you are nothing
Your less now that you can’t talk
You aren’t even real
You’re a shadow when I walk.

If you were standing with me
I’d eventually let you go.
Let’s see you spin Your web of lies 
With me close by in tow
I’d hunt you for eternity 
with the whole world on my back.
 When you slip or stumble
Or your course at all does change
I’d put my sights onto your head
And send a round down range

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Keyboard Warrior

Tap, tippy tap, tap, you sit there, and you type.
You’ve spewed all sorts of filth, that’s fine, I found the wipes.
All wretched, gnarled and empty, you poured onto that page.
Did you feel some satisfaction, while you bled pathetic rage.
There was a time not long ago, people said things to your face.
Somewhere along the way, zero tolerance, such disgrace.
No accountability, when their words, they cause real pain.
They just hide behind their monitors, alias, fake names.
Before when you went rogue of tongue, you had to watch your back.
When you crossed the line you bled for sure, you knew you’d get a smack.
Go hide in ambiguity, the shadows, they suit you best.
You know right where to find me, if you ever want a test.
A war of words, or weapons, I’ll even let you choose.
You heckle from the background, because you know you’ll lose.
I present this as a challenge, one I know won’t come to pass.
Because I’ve endured so many hardships, and you, you’re made of glass.

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Feast

I feel that I’m climbing, while rocks they all fall.
Though I’m barely moving, at not even a crawl.
I keep to the shadows, under cover of night.
It’s only in daylight, where I truly feel fright.
there blinded by radiance, I’m stripped to the bone
that’s where my weakness, and flaws are all shown.
Renewed through the torment, like rising from ash
I picked up my burdens and I re-slung my sash.
I fought to be kneeling, I rose to my feet. 
I realized my sorrows were only skin deep.
My eyes to the heavens, I scream out in pain.
I’m seeing it now, I’m the one to be shamed.
I’m forgetting the history, I lost all the plot
I Remembered what’s lost, truly is not.
Before I had battled or picked up this sword 
You grabbed a guitar, and strummed this chord
Our lives are just music, some faster some slow.
Some songs go much higher, and others stay low
When the demons say, listen I need you to stop
they say you’re not ready, that you’re just gonna flop
Don’t linger in shadows, don’t dwell on the pain.
Cause someone much bigger just called you by name.
So rise from the ashes, slaughter the beasts
There’s one massive table that’s set for a feastm

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Shallow Grave

How is it that you see me, when I stand in front of you?
Do you see my tenacity and what I’d do to see you through?
Do you view me as a cancer? rotten to the core.
Or maybe just a nuisance, for you, another chore?
Do I take up too much space, that you wish I’d just vacate?
I’m sorry, it’s just not in me, to say things to placate.
I chased you like a dream, one I thought had come true.
Now you’re just a nightmare, one I can’t sleep through.
You lit torches once right under me, I took it all in stride.
You burned me for a second time and still I didn’t hide.
Like the phoenix rose from ash, my passion twice renewed.
Thinking that you’d let me be, instead, a third time screwed.
What is it about me, that leaves such bitter taste?
That you would have me thrown away, no purpose, just to waste.
I sit now at this crossroad, unsure which way to go.
What I once believed my calling, now really, I don’t know.
Some say don’t bite the hand that feeds but feed me you have not.
you didn’t think I’d come for you? You should have paused in thought.
Three shots now you’ve taken, while you had me chained and bound.
You should have aimed more carefully; I know you’re out of rounds.
I’ve slipped through your weak shackles; I’ve seen through all your lies.
The memories of your treatment, ingrained, until my body dies.
No weapon you wield against me, will ever rule the day.
If this truly is my calling, you had better clear the way.
Like David beat Goliath and then displayed his head.
I’ll carve away all the means, you have for spreading dread.
So, while you hide in shadows, your true colors bleed and show.
I’ll hoist you from the gallows, so the whole world will finally know.
For years you’ve trampled warriors, you beat them worse than slaves.
It’s a shame that all your skeletons, are in such shallow graves.

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Jagged Edges

With any storm comes carnage, darkness and despair
Some of its imagined, but the rest of it’s right there.
As the fury ran its course, I’ve clung to what I know
It’s in these tests and trials where true colors often show

as the storm surge rolls away, and the darkness breaks to day
Fragments of that hurricane inside me they have stayed
I struggle to read the weather, I’m constantly unsure
Is this going to blow over, or a sign of something more.

Things that used to bounce and just roll right off right my back,
Now they trigger a deep defense, as I perceive the next attack
The cards in life are loaded, sometimes I feel they’re stacked
all I’ve ever wanted, was to throw this on the rack

I refused to run from darkness, I didn’t hide from the storm
I held my ground and fought harder, refused to be the norm
Some have found this threatening, as if I’m out to prove
That somehow, I’m the best and the rest around me lose.

The truth’s a little different, I know what I’ve become
I’ve led by my example, to be the hardest working one
For the time the dark enveloped me, it created a small home
So, when I’m in its presence, its identity is known

I sense it as it passes, in others and on its own
Like I’ve been given a map, and its strong holds are known.
I see it in the open, I see it beating in your chest
So fling me to the pack of wolves, I’m no longer like the rest
I’ve channeled this uncertainty; I’ve used it while I hunt
It’s fueled my drive for better, though some I know I’ve cut
My edges may be jagged, from the parts you’ve chipped away
But here I stand still filing, I’ll be smooth again someday

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Monster

I tried to take the higher ground, I’m sorry, I just can not
The words you spoke have ricocheted and now I’m deep in thought
Did you hold her closer when she faltered? or did you take a verbal shot?
Did you place her on a pedestal? even while you fought. 

I know the vibrance she once held in that we were the same
And when this little rant is done I’ll never speak your name
Hers echoes forever and yours will fade away
Just like her spirit over time you the whittler, her the fray

There was a time when she would call whenever in a bind
That was until you made your move and hid her in behind
I know exactly what you are I’ve known this all along
I hoped that since you knew this too you’d choose a different song

She deserved much more than you could give this girl was meant to fly
a few short years after you had met she chose instead to die
so, tell me mister bull when you know this all is true
why couldn’t you just love the girl that was way too good for you.

Instead you fed her poison you toyed with all her love
I know you didn’t tie the knot but you gave the verbal shove
For every time you lashed out with the nasty filth you spewed
The loving, loyal vibrant girl began to come unglued

It was your job to pick up pieces if ever they fell off
Instead you weaponized each crafted word until she had enough
Someday I may forgive you but today is not that day
Today is for the memories where now she’ll have to stay

You took her from us all you know, while she had so much left to give
That truth I bet will haunt you for as long as you shall live.
I know she’d say forgive him from somewhere up above
You didn’t deserve a single smile and certainly not her love

This poem is not about you though I know it seems that way.
I just need to make sure that she knows I’d still fight for her today
I’d have fought for you tomorrow I’d have cut armies in two
Instead you chose the only path where I couldn’t get to you