Monday, February 9, 2009

The Resistant.

I am the resistant.
The assistant to the world.
Feeble hearts a'pounding.
Holding the weight of rusted pearls.

I am the resistant.
The shot glass never lies.
The spirits claim their weight on me
with unsuspecting eyes.

I am the resistant.
Fornicating with mens wives.
I will please my mistress with
a wife at home denied.

We have to got to be more
Than slaves to lucy and guests.
Running from the word with
targets marked on our chests.
We are the animals devouring.
The men who're overpowering.
God, would you bring light
Your Kingdom Come!

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