For No Good Poem by Singleton M. Tate

For No Good



Deliver the pain to my heart.
I was born to avert its sting!
Crucify me with your lies.
Upon each tale my soul will prevail!
Wish me destruction and sickness.
You'll be my witness,
I'll rise with a quickness!

Sending,
Intentions scourged with poison.
I ripped off your mask long ago!
Chants of Voodoo and incipit ramblings.
My prayers will have them scrambling!
All that you do is a waste of time,
Searing your own peace of mind,
I disintegrated all of your delusions,
Now, I've come to this conclusion,
People like you wish they were understood,
Yet, every move you make is always,
'For No Good'

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From the book: 'Forte' of... The Artesian Well'
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