Flame-thrower

(In the style of rap) Music accompaniment: RJD2 - Ghostwriter

The paper says I made a home-made flame-thrower
I call bullshit, I'm a hardcore literary flower
You hypocrites, you predators, misogynistic
I'm just your modern mystic!

I had a dream I travelled to the moon
My head floated like a helium balloon
Our encounters became so short & sweet
I knew you'd only come around for a brief 'beat'

You're rough like carpet that's a decade old
You push my buttons until I'm centrefold
Free fuel for my passion, tainted with hate
We never really went out on a 'proper' date

Your breed isn't rare with your narcissistic charm
I got so mad I had a tattoo on my arm
So let me interrupt to set the record straight
Your cryptic codes were malicious bait

The poisonous fumes from the city gases
Aren't half as bad as your karma classes
I used to play on old school GTA
My minds eye is so blind that your night became my day

...And I wonder is time this malleable
Is my company just my body, is it valuable?
Spent too much time in custody cells
That as I write these words, my brain gels

Dying of apathy so I go to interviews for jobs I don't need
Been outrunning the clock since you made my nose bleed
Most linguistic shit regurgitates relationship issues of some description
Most people speak to me in tongues and I would like a transcription (!?)

We argued a lot about world religion
It bruised my cognition so much so I landed up in prison
We hear about the congregation of global peace protesters
If I keep my lip too perversed, my anxiety festers

Intellect is not a gift it is a tool to help every man lift
and raise their consciousness to new a dimension.
I think its good to spread the word so thought I'd give this a mention
Life is a detention...

I get every one else's desires reverb-ing through my skull
Stay home drink alone whilst you go out on the pull
It pisses me off the way you believe I'm so oblivious
As your psychic penetration has become quite insidious

I've reached a dead end since you threw me off the grid
I tried to escape with the spirits as I hid
On the opposite side of the country where my psyche exploded
Trapped in a perplexed fantasy as my energy was eroded.

For further depth into this anecdote, please view the link below...

emptybiros.blogspot.co.uk/2016/03/our-condolences.html