OUT MY FACE




Wanna step into the ring
Take it out back
Drop you on your ass
Right where you stand

Take you down
Immediate action
To shut up
Your distraction

Existence useless
I react
You've crossed the line
Leaps and bounds
Clueless mind
I have no time
To deal with
Your bullshit

Insecure facade
Sheer condolence
Playing games
In my face
Shut up
Get a grip
Hold yourself
You fearful shit
Talking tough to hide
Ignorant blowhard
Immaturity dies

We all have pasts
Tragic paths
So buck up
You whiny fag

Quit your bitchin
Especially to me
Quit looking for victims
People to abuse
To avoid yourself
Delusional idioms
Talk is cheap
Your worth a buck fifty
Others actions
Millions at stake

You cannot relate
So you will fade
Out from our sight
And your voice
Silenced by might

Rodeo clown
Short career
When the bull's horns
Come around here
I snort my retort
Foot scraping the ground
~





DBrown Fisher
© Sept 1998

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