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Preordained My memory chips Implanted thought I buy in to God By God I knew I would Pray to be saved Of a default life Where war and games Define pleasure and strife If I have no choice Even though I have a voice Over all outcome I still wonder What makes me special As I share my memory chip On my shoulder My mind seethes with rage But my heart gets colder Yes, even as a young man My thoughts made me older Than I am now

Greatness To be sure My language art Replicates itself Just as Picasso Duplicates himself Without remorse Carting off the horse In a Lamborghini Filmed for the unsuspecting By Fellini Composed by classics Like Rossini In a world of comparisons I am dreamy But not without steamy thoughts Which always get me into trouble As the bubble bursts It's a fine start The illusion reveals A delusion Delivered with a mild fart As such, I must keep it to myself My greatness, it seems, must stay on the shelf Where it remains as a shining example To those who wish for a stardom burst Stand with those merely ample

Abstract Language migrates Denigrates Formulates Postulates Remonstrates Demonstrates What comes between us Meanings change the same Foregone conclusion As such same changes Include confusion Do you know what I mean? If I tell you something It will be a tall tale About life and everything Where you stand In the middle Of a sentence To death Just as you catch your last breath Words slip from your lips And Truth touches Like fine art On your fingertips

Step It was a liquid land A solid sand A shifting band Creating a brand Of grandchildren Spilling their beans For whom it seems obvious That we are oblivious To their dreams As they can't know That we blow Hard Hardly What it means As it all works out By a beginning In the end Where solid water Message sends Hope from the future Where everything mends Leaning Left and right

End If the world were to end tomorrow Which it actually will For millions of people Eventually me In the meantime I will break free Of the hegemony Of the hierarchy Of the harassment Superimposed on my freedom I will be my own identity Forge my own destiny Outside the limits Within creativity To speak no evil Of their null and void As my kingdom reigns Down on them

Their Loss I am on the verge of a required suffering A looming abstention of good intention Like mixing mild with madness Where all fools gladly Slip their tongues together On a meandering mat Matted with meaning Wondering why everyone is screaming The same thing about themselves While flying magic carpets Filled with dogs and brats Whose cacophony float Sounds above all For the Hell of it With a bleating of Bats I would drink coffee but it now burns my stomach Churning toward death Routine bleeds itself into the day I can't be myself so imitate others Improving on their unaware dynamic Until they envy me Until their last breath This makes me superior to them In their egotistical opinion Still, go for it I say At some point it's the end of the day As they say Which is when I can come out to play With myself relief While mourning their loss On my good grief

Obit I orbit the sum Of everyone With blank space In between Starring skies And glacial galaxies The connectivity Of what I mean Link life to death While humming Running Out of breath One foot in front of the other Like a brave soldier Into the grave Of a comic stand Last night Or a one man band Sit tight To give him a leg up I give him a hand So pause applause On no man's land Where people like me With hate and thunder What character plunder Human blunder I go around the sum To see for myself Why rhyme and reason Beat with no drum