that infest my polluted veins
digested through the hard rain
detested amongst my family
and friends
confessed to subliminal criminal tendencies
protected by alternate personalities
representing different tragedies
corrected mentalities
from pills
and sedatives
long lost relatives
exposing family rivalries
what happened to the chivalry
from slavery
to the penitentiary
constantly
repenting history
generations lost inside forgotten misery
blind folded by the veil of darkness harnessed
in the furnace of burring flames
traveling down the road of wrong
sleeping with the enemy
and demons
scheming
for my anti semen
excreting venom like a deadly serpent
sipping turpentine
spitting poisonous fumes
inhaling purple balloons
spacing out on modern cartoons
having complete conversations
with alice the goon
about exploding platoons
catapulting sentences and phrases
from my ancient tongue
arabic manuscripts
dispensed from my hip
hieroglyphic descriptions
describe my verbal missions
tombstone inscribed with apocalyptic lines
"many are called, but few are chosen"
witness the herbal version
of a homicidal recital
or
this holy revival
ducking and hiding praying for survival
eyes bleeding from the bible
papers corrupted capers