You spat in my face,
stab me repeatedly,
degraded me, shunned me,
kept my head below sea level,
pounded my head in with a hammer and screws,
drove 200 miles per hour to strike me with your car unforeseen,
you slapped me, punched me, kicked me, shot me,
you drugged me, you betrayed me, but silent tears roam
down the mysterious lake, into a maggoty infested sewer undiscovered.

Sat in my room for hours, glancing up into the ceiling,
confined walls narrowing me in, so deep I land in the pouch of the room,
jumping on the trampoline cushions to peek for the exit,
but I was stranded, in a cubicle that constricted me in, disallowing my
departure, I screamed for help, as the volume of the music heightened, where the ballroom danced, an army of people,
drinking champagne and wine,
I could hear the sound of laughter roar upstairs into my room where silence
could only hear the sound of a choir with bass violins sharpening the wood,
as they took a sudden pause, the music ceased,
I could hear them snickering silently but visibly, at my exile.

My mitten, I wear you in the cold, with the winds so speedy
deflecting pain from my threshold,
but the pain started to crinkle, was to intolerant and ultra lethal,
My mitten, collapse onto the ground, concealing the protector
that couldn't rebound, and there was I, a hand as numb as ice,
the price you take becomes a livid vice, with minimum sacrifice.

Greed is power, power to detain,
the weakened, the fallen,
the selfishly ways,
the egos the narcissist that love the endless appraise,
Greed is material, new sneakers, jewelry, clothes, houses, cars and money,
the things people emphasize even when their living situation is slummy,
priorities are backwards, that will cause a hazard, unconscious to life,
refrain from what you are inclined to entice,
and even when you cast your ballot to vote, that dictator is,
licking his chomps, as he patiently awaits his victory to be sudden atop,
now he can't be stopped.
Greed can be a wickedly evil thing, but that's the way life swings. ****.

Pass midnight, 1AM on a monday morning, he opened up the curtains,
and heard a loud squeal, he saw a lady and a child in a terrifying ordeal,
and their stood the attacker built like a football linebacker, he yelled at
the woman and child to get into the van, but the woman said,
"let go of my hand, I'm not getting in that sedan,"
as her child starts to crumble, the man attempts to grab him, he fumbles
and stumbles on a rock, as the woman and child plot for their escape,
the man got up hurriedly and was truly irate, he chased and chased,
the woman to a ditch, where he tried to grapple but she responded,
with DE-FENSE, this situation was getting very, very intense,
so suspenseful the man gave up, he ran back to his car with both of his hands up, "Freeze, time to put you in handcuffs,"
the woman and child got away, as they pray to see another day.

Plant this seed in my garden, she says,
this is our territory, our domain to our destiny,
we protect our colony and shall not let anyone interfere,
not a raging bull or a firefly,
we will instill nutrients, accountability, toughness, civility,
in their chests with titanium strength, so indestructible,
it will not affect ones capability to bloom, to flourish into the wind,
knocking down an ogre that looks to crush our kingdom,
because we are the shield that fortifies our family, unity.

Blinded by the sunlight that shines so brightly,
it proceeds to massage my spectacles,
rinsing the grime away from my eyes,
there lived mankind, buildings, plants, and animals,
but where was I, unaware of the planet I saunter,
I look in amazement, unborn to what to forecast,
but then I distinguished the dark side, somber and bleak,
impoverished skeletons walking hunchbacked, desperately
scrambling for silver, as so to purchase a bottle of liquor and a burger to indulge his vacancy that absents him,
as I trek my way further into this metropolis,
I hear a sudden commotion arising from the right direction,
it begins to steer me that way, luring me in deeply there was a mass of onlookers chanting on, of what seemed to be two individuals pummeling one another into a bloodbath, but then it escalated, the crowd began to all partake in the beating and it caused a mayhem, that was uncontrolled, I bolted the scene, protecting my mask from getting dismantled, as suddenly I hear a very deafening noise, it was a four wheeler wagon, that speedily amtrac it's way towards the locus in which we was in, everyone scattered the scene, as the people who dressed in uniform annihilated the scene, putting an outright stop to the madness that occurred, forestalling future procreation from the participants, my heart shriveled and I gasped for air, I ran aimlessly into a town that was lively and sunny, as I saw mankind playing sports, clubbing, riding nice convertibles, homes were futuristic, plants were vegetated, smiles and giggles were infectious, everyone was cheerful and amused enjoying this utopian I discovered, it was care-free, as folks walked in suit and ties, formal dresses, luggages entering and exiting, dialect as clear as caribbean sea, friendly animals chaperoned by their owner, "where am I?", "what was this strange but yet interesting soil I embark on?", ..... I don't know, but it closes me in like a maze and I'm forced to live as they.

Alienated on this deserted island,
I panic fearfully,
clawing my blistered fingers into the lustrous sand,
something metallic scratches my hand,
an unbidden stream of red torrent rushing down, echoes of voices rang piercingly through my ears, was I alone I disclosed,
in a free world of anarchy, with the exclusion of humanity, I sat there in introversion, misapprehended from what lies on the peripheral, there it was I who meets perception.

Cigarettes, I know you will be the death of me,
but you relieve me of my stress.

Cigarettes, I bought you for a total of 12.99,
you are my everyday investment.

Cigarettes, I smoke you 10 times a day,
aiming for a total of 15.

Cigarettes, you make my heart ache, but my loyalty for you is timeless.

Cigarettes, I think I have lung cancer, I will see you soon after chemotherapy,

Cigarettes, my blood pressure increased.

Cigarettes, sorry I was gone, I suffered a stroke.

Cigarettes, why am I being hospitalized?

Cigarettes, are you trying to harm me?

Cigarettes, will nicotine help treat my addictions I have for you?

Cigarettes, I feel sick.

Cigarettes, "hello are you there?"

ANSWER ME!!
                        
Cigarettes ----------------------------------------------

When you turn on your television who is they that is the criminal,
a mugshot of a black man as broad as day is so cyclical,

Sometimes I hate myself for many various reasons, as I find a refuge to strategize my inner demons, as one can realize there is no medication, as you catch me in the park, sitting on the bench, meditating.

Why did I have to be born as he, the notorious EN-NE-MY,
in this world of democracy, where civilization pen their note to expose their hypocrisy,

As I reflect about my demise, critically viewed by the world I'm stigmatized,
labelled as a deadbeat, cheater, liar, violent, ****, I can't do nothing but digest this drug,

Therefore, this pill is to unbearable to consume, I voluntarily place my heart inside the tomb, as bystanders sit there in good riddance, now I must accept that I am the villain,

spear me now, as I am the worldwide adversary.

Pandemonium crowds the streets,
at this moment there was an invasion of peace,

tears running down that little girl's cheeks as she dives for safety,
I lend out my hand and offer help, "Where are your parents?"

my mother has broken her leg near the bridge, "do you have any remedies to cure her weakness, she asked?"

"I'm no doctor, but I could try to wrap cloth around the wounds and reduce the pressure, I say."..... Before I could whisper another breathe, gun shots rang, BLAW! BLAW!

vandalism of shops were destroyed, cars were wrecked, little boys were toting pistols, with a fistful of ammunition, I was in anguish, depleted, gone, extinct...and here comes my sonnet of defeat.

Armored trucks with militants came steering through, tossing c4's to subdue aggressors, purge was to maximum to overcome. This is the land of anarchy, all men, women, and children are free to do as wish, war me again as shall I this time repent, restore my health that has been thievery of me, I beg you so forgiveness.

She says "capacity of my mind can only contain 1,000 words",
so "please be mindful of my life",

as though it's precious as gold, but fragile as bread,
"please be mindful of my life,"

do not attempt to fool me, do not attempt to cheat, do not attempt to abuse me,
or I will deposit my receipt,

I see you have broken the oath, yet our agreement was not stern,
it's time I cash in, my 999th word.

Dry thou tears young man,
"I can't, I can not resist the temptations,"

my urge to deprecate who I am,
my readiness to comply, I am a defeatist,

sunken as cobalt blue, at the very bottom of the ocean,
who am I, this detested anatomy that walks around,

unclear of destination, bewildered and drowning in my thoughts,
salvation couldn't save my faults.

Numb to the outlook that left me with distraught,
visualizing the world that is depicted by onslaught,
troubled and severely caught into the dangers,
one shall be freed and evict me of my innocence,
I make confessions of pure sentiments, as rebel as stone,
I know this road right here will mislead me home,
on a power walk to prevail, I tell this folktale to you,
a constant nuisance that will never undo,
as though the world has chosen his enemy,
I must abide by the same entities,
as he, the one whom interacts beastly,
the world in which the world foresees.