The Swamp Versus The Storm Drain
Welcome to this lair of
death and despair
hosting a muck so thick
leaving you unaware
about all those things
of which you should care
The sludge is knee deep
and it creeps
on all these souls trapped
beneath
A kingdom now ill
with no relief
except forcing the pill
to instill belief
in your crooked play
wow...
all those minds you tame
assigning numbers to every name
making them pay
while you slay
competition at your bay
It's hard to convey
to those who only know their own way
...
off on a tangent
even though we demand it
to sway another way
now...
it's my turn to say
that it's not okay
I will ask them questions everyday
to sharpen their minds
and recognize your arts
so that they will find
how black is your heart?
you can push
you can prey
on victims
all day
but your words
are like clay
soft then brittle
and wither away
or harden it
with glaze
and one day
it breaks
because you can't sway
and you can't relate
to what it's like to live with your mistakes
rot decay
strictly
delay all your tactics
for creating these addicts
of things in which you can improve
I have these schematics
that will clean all their habits
help them rise to make our next move
We can grow and we learn
for our futures we burn
the light in which all can rely
which is why we have bark and
why we have bite
and why we reach for the sky
you sit there stagnant
afraid to explore
afraid to learn
afraid to adore
so you found yourself comfortable
on my forest floor
where you will mold and rot
but you'll give it all you got
to try and take more
and more and more
your greed you must feed
even with the worst deed
you could ever implore
but just remember
we will drain you very soon
for it takes no less
and takes no more
than we the blessed
to even the score
where you take from those below
we will restore
all the graces from before
in a different form
Draining
Cleansing
Reclaiming
Embracing
All those paths you resisted
on taking.
Hark now
as I vow
to never leave our colony uninformed
I am Insane, Picking my brains, I can not explain , All these mind games, Deceiving Believing Dreaming Depleting My patience for all these Repeat repeatings.
I am here in the ground
I follow your sound
to find out where your bound
In my little playground
I send out the fungus
for you we must punish
I bet he will fund us
to eat all your smugness
You are rotting all that is
around me
my favorite tree
and all my bees
it's hard to see
through all that greed
overcasting misery
I will tell you once
maybe twice
but after that
I stop rolling the dice
And expect no mercy
for I know your so thirsty
it will never be quenched
and I can't have you lynched
but not because its a cinch
for the ones you've tamed
don't want to spear the head
and so my plan instead
is to go straight for your blood of gold
I hope you know now
and as you get old
my spores survive the cold
they grow nice and bold
and
I will make it happen by eating the mold.
You will not Can not Cage me You will not contain me You will not escape me Or ever restrain me!
-Bo0M3R_31337
