Theme: Wumenguan Case 23. Don’t Think Good and Bad
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Picky eaters grow up slowly and stay stunted
Sickly bodies that think narrow and feel hunted
Spit opium arrows coat with a poisonous tip
Quoting the lineage, scalding your tongue with a sip
Banging the drum one-handed, the other is tying knots
I’m working for my mother while digging my father’s plot
Pale moon in my window, wake in a cold sweat
This grace is like a widow that inherits my debt
Mic check-- you wanna take it away, then take it now.
Holy silence is a promise and I’m breaking my vows
Let there violence amongst brothers and markèd absence of faith
That comes and goes as it pleases like your original face.
Still is the night’s pulse -- move like an apparition.
Delivering a wound to the world with repetition.
Using every part of my prey, bloody and regal
While picky eaters get caught up in good and evil.
Submitted March 20, 2021 at 03:14AM by PaladinBen https://ift.tt/2OSGdWP
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