Defiant
Will
I walk on
the outskirts and it hurts
Kicked to
the side in the gravel and the dirt
The
arrows bounce off my soul
I’m
hardened to the bitches and the ghouls
Born
under the star of the outcast in their eyes
Never
seen as anything more than that from between a woman’s thighs
Given the
name of Black Sheep I defy their irrelevant cries
Their
pain is my strength and my defiant size
Early on
I realized that life would depend on me
Disdain
for the hand out and charity that comes with pity
Nothing
more disgusting than that, for they see the world like magpies
Hating
and attacking one of their own in their altruistic suicide
So I saw
the world and its amoral highways
Taught
myself to be a macadam breaker in every way
Now I sit
atop the hill looking over their rat nest landfill
Satisfaction
is mine as they gaze up to the riches gotten thru’ power of will
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