enemy waiting 

enemy hating 

if we worked together it might be beautiful 

But enemies gather 

enemies rather fire words like bullets 

another bulletin 

awaiting 

I am done with the hating 

the haters 

saturating 

the market

I write punchy rhymes 

in time

like a tardis they are bigger on the inside 

as worlds collide 

I fight 

hold it together for what’s right

Morals foraging in the dark 

for food 

I am rude trying to stay in the mood

as I walk through the corridors of insanity 

my beating heart 

all that separates me from being picked apart 

I am chaos and disorder 

but I wait at the borders of a better day 

a escape artist who prays 

to be released from this prison of rebirth and reincarnation 

the harm within this world and its nation 

to have our minds wiped 

then be put back in another body 

I am spirit and mind I want to flow free

I alone hold the key.