“i am my streets"
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a poke a prick
a slit a wrist
an in an inject
we need an exit
the past hurts
the now is set
the now is setting
my future to rest
blood shall spill
streets shall irrigate
the smell of decay
the sounds of doomsday
echoes in my ear
voices of paranoia
screams and screeches
the image is bleak
a hopeless thought
of a mindful man
a homeless walk
for a senseless man
a man with blood
much blood on his hands
a man without eyes
and yet he would stand
who alone would speak
of a senseless plan
there is only death
at the hands of a man
and he spoke the words
written all over his hands
“i am as are we, we are
as all one, and as we are
we all shall die, the next day
that is of days, has come
to arise, risen has he
the devil in eye, an eye for an i
i am as are we, poison in sight
i cut out my eyes, the devil in eye
be the devil in me
i am one man, i am my streets”
-leo will