The Ramifications of My Actions

I despise the lies these guys try to pull.

I realize my pride is on the line so I fold.

I have these goals in my mind so lets go.

If I abide by the law that guides my eye sight, golden.

If I try to re write the laws then they say that they are broken.

 

Now I’m debating every debilitating situation I could place them in.

Im over compensating for complacence through my hatred of sin.

 

Heart rate elevating,

Logical thoughts fading,

Compassion is evaporating.

Back and forth pacing

Redemption seems exuberating.

While being condemned seems over rated.

 

I have to choose, if I’m willing to play a game I might loose.

I can't let them leave me beaten, battered, and bruised? But,

crossing over to the dark side is like walking in charcoaled shoes.

Don’t cross that dark ass bridge just to be amused.

But If you do then you will have to ...

 

Deal with the ramifications of your actions.

Possible prison status?

For what? The crazies satisfaction?

To prove that between yall 2 you are the baddest?

Do the mathematics,

If you give that kid the last hit then that’s it.

Man just walk away from dat shit...

 

 

 

 

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