All you want is more dominion.
Forever giving your own opinion.
Pushing on others beliefs that are yours.
Make it sound like all that matters is your cause.
But without allies you won’t get through.
Instead your adversaries will be coming for you.
So make a choice.
Stand or flee.
Will you be fighting rather than cowering freely?
I doubt your conviction that you claim to hold.
Pretty sure you’d rather be alive in the cold.
Judgement is rendered for crimes you commit.
To be honest you are full of it.
Not a solitary word you speak is true.
These are all the ravings from a current point of view.
Changes like the wind and thats why you fail.
If you picked a path then maybe you might prevail.
Choose a route.
Don your suit.
Rather than flip flop like a brainless newt.
Writhing in public like some kind of fool.
The sort that is nothing without people to use as a tool.
Head in the clouds.
No one is proud.
You are a stain.
Always to blame.
Rotten and rude.
Obsessed with whats lewd.
Drunken and disorderly.
Mistakes more than quarterly.
Brick to the head.
Better off dead.
Should be confined to your cell of a bed.
For you are trouble without reprieve.
Which is why we all just wish you would leave!
Simon A Jackson - Writer 