The Hunters And The Hunted (Revised) Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Every time you start screaming, I'm just thinking is he even listening?
Because I can't even think. someone pass me a drink.
So much repetition in my head.
Another massive headache.
Then I hear some dishes break.
Just when will he listen, just when will she shut up.
The buck has to stop somewhere.
Oh yeah I will go there.
Lived with it, done it.
Know it all to well.
Hate to be around you but the sex is good.
Knew I always would.
Like bad habit we all fall into.
Can't live with it, can't live without it.
Denial of a mans primal instincts is like a request to die a little inside.
It is who we are.
It is what we are.
It is how we are.
Systematic, unsympathetic.
The world is ours, on a plate dinner is served.
The hunters and the hunted.
Which are you going to be?
Everyone is chasing after this so called American dream.
Their just doesn't seem to be enough of it for you and me.
But I still want it.
A millions words written with so little meaning.
We have no more, don't you get it?
Denied but definitely not justified.
To many explanation in elaborate farces and speeches.
Like an understanding with no solution will make a bit of difference.
Create your own all alone.
Make peace with your god.
Prepare to live a verse so rehearsed, like it was meant to be.
No originality, we are building another machine.
It lives my life for me.
No comprehension of what it really takes.
Breaking out of this routine.
I just want to be free.
It is my destiny now.
I just can no longer bow, to an unequal system that betrays the ones it was designed to protect.
Here we got another reject.
A DNA freak, must have been massive inbreeding in his family.
Your sick, your so sick.
Your just one those sick demented, twisted people with no morals, no rules, no standards to adhere to.
Completely to free to do as you please.
Wish I may, wish I might.
No more wishes I think it's going be tonight.
My venture to my kingdom has just begun.
And it has both its perks and fun.
Mercy me, my, my.
I think my soul has already come undone.
A victim circumstance.
It was there so I took it.
Now I have to pay yet again.