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This I've Become

by Razel Davies

This I've become,
A beating war drum.
Martial of art,
Warrior in heart.
Both pen and sword,
Wielding to ward.
Never tire the fire,
Or admire the pyre.

This I've become,
Sadism of fun.
Darkness in light,
Via laughter I fight.
Breathing cool ash,
Vocal walls I smash.
Never drop or stop,
Standing atop the crop.

This I've become,
Demanding you succumb.
Feeding your fear,
As I draw near.
Take my illusion,
For your delusion.
Excuses make you fake,
In your sake I'll take.

This I've become,
I've run out of gum.
Eating your soul,
Spitting it out whole.
Never to obey,
Merry in dismay.
Sharp knife my life,
In a world rife with strife.

05/14/2016

Posted on 05/14/2016
Copyright © 2021 Razel Davies

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