Will Althen Poems

Even an ant
can manifest destiny
A leech can keep on feeding
until it gets the best of me
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Hollywood has ate my face
Now I'm in the run of the same old race
Now that Hollywood has ate my face
I wanted a feast after my first taste
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Seems like now a days
each of us is our own Beelzebub
Who burned the faces of Gregorian monks?
like Hitler burned books
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Just as Ontario's skies are grey
I wake up to begin the day
As solid as the rocks they come
They always seem to turn to crumb
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Bent but not broken
I’m the black sheep
A token
Write down the truth
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If I were to fall from grace
would my throne persist
if my Godly pulpit gave came from under me
like an executioners stage
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He let it swish around in his mouth before swallowing it down
The slightest of cringes, as always, adorned his face as his liver drowned
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A knight of my time
Yet a proponent of crime
Gathered up for slaughter
I long for my homeland
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Fatten us up for the slaughter
So we parlay even lower
Then what you wish to see stand
Is that your plan Tesla?
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The world is quite here
If I told you I knew what I’m sayin’ I’d be lying here
People who are greedy and dying to need me wish they could see what I’m writing here
If life needs a bull market, then I’m a bear
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