I would like to think while you sleep
there are demons crawling at your feet
waiting for your impending death
for they can feast on your rotten flesh
they love those who preach
blah, blah, blah, God
all while sucking on the devil’s cock
hypocrisy is in your nature
saying one thing then doing another
making excuses for why you’re a shit
acting as if everyone’s beneath your knowledge
but there’s a reason
for those bags under your eyes
deep down inside you know
you’re a fucking criminal
the ghost of the innocent are coming
the families you destroyed are angry
every knock at your door could be the day
they wipe that smile from your fucking face
drain the money from your account
and expose you for the weasel
you really are
lives aren’t toys
people don’t live for your bullshit
thinking you can just get away with
riding on the backs of the powerless
but a friendly warning
don’t underestimate the strength of the masses
don’t think the truth won’t show
don’t think God doesn’t see
your evil deeds
Funny immediately I thought of the Diddy trial that is going on. This is a strong poem and makes you take pause. Nice. ;))
I’ve always said there was something up with that guy. I’m like 98% sure he killed 2Pac haha. Thanks for the read, friend.
Mic Drop!
Hehe thanks for the read, friend.
You nailed it.
Thanks for the read. I very much appreciate it.