Bite Me Poem by B3k Baylon

Smartasses sometimes don't think about petty consequences,
Though it bites their rears, they don't give a damn 'til it passes

What the conscious mind would nevertheless not consider...
They'd still feign awareness & wisdom, & say come hither,

Hit us with your best shot and pray we wouldn't recover,
'Cuz if we do we'll make sure you won't even remember...

Your name, or the fact that u said 'I surrender', and fear...
The angst of those who hold their Pride so freakin' dear

Now what was past could never ever last, for them hardballs,
They live their lives like a Game & there ain't no downfalls...

For these renegades reckless endeavor seeks retribution,
From the grinds of reality & the norm's false accusations...

That we Free Spirits don't think nor feel at all so to speak...
Well y'all go *uck yourselves if you think we're but freaks

'cause we don't go with rules and them who does are fools,
Whoever said Life is fair, eitherway you win or lose it's cool?

Oh well, not everyone think there's such a thing as Hell...
And those who do can go mess things up and still feel swell

After all, Life will be boring If we all agree rather than argue,
Then there ain't no option but to sit Idle or what have you...=P