Silent Ed
Silent Ed (9/21/2005)
The pressure keeps building ’til I’m about snap
Blow off my cap as I’m dealt all this crap
And I’ve lost all track of this time and place
Too preoccupied, my mind’s on the rage
And I’m on the stage and the light’s shining bright
My fists are clenched and the fight is ripe
Ed’s on the line but his words have sputtered
Poor little bastard can’t even mutter
Let’s watch him studder and lose his color
Tells me to “shut up” and thinks it’s butter
But his thoughts have cluttered, have run all dry
One more notch in the belt and he’s moved aside
And he’s losing pride as I stew inside
He would have been better if he threw the fight
But he knew his rights and thought he’d go at me
As if I’m a bitch with no pride to back me
But it makes me happy to have a damn target
I don’t care if he is a little retarded
Cause once it’s started, I’ll see it to finish
With everyone to see and be witness
And I’m free to clinch it, but I’ll leave it open
You’re hate’s in waves but mine’s the whole ocean
My heart’s been frozen so I bet I can take it
Your word’s a whisper, your life is faceless
And sure I hate this, words spent on hatred
But, at least I know, I’m hard to keep pace with
Here’s the ball, this shit’s all in your court
You’re right to think you ought to abort
Note: People just don’t learn.
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