He goes
His way
Father
The criminal
Of the mafia
Lower case for disrespect
They all
Spy on the typing
On the clatter of my keys
They all know
That there is no justice
Like mom
But only difference is
She’s on the right side
It’s come to this
It’s come to right and wrong
And oh how simplistic your mind must be
To think in such black and white to begin with
Forgetting that all meaning comes from somewhere
They all criminal instigate me
They love doing this
They love knowing where I live
They love shouting through my window
They love knowing who I know
They love the money laundering
And the human trafficking
They are many
And powerful ONLY because of it
But think: We value against that at some ratio greater than one
So take out who you can
The enemies are split
And we must sow dissent amongst their ranks
I don’t understand what psychopaths are hunting me down
But they must be brought to justice
Please help
With your innocence
Your gentle breath
Your wiping the sleeve on your mouth
To get rid of the crumbs
Your mild manner
Your wild style
Please help
With your existence
Your soul
And your love
For I want nothing from you
And that is where our power comes from
To fight them
To diminish the visceral reality
That limb from limb is not just a phrase
