The boy with an awkward bent
looked at the confident wrinkled man in a suit
who was going to determine his future
Power comes in two varieties—the most common
are those who get on top, through dealing
and saying the right things.
It takes so much sacrifice, that raw undisciplined talent
is a slap in the face to those who must be in control
and those with talent, who don’t understand the rules
quickly get eaten by the gods.
The least common of all—is the power that erupts from the insides
It’s a natural mirror
that doesn’t reflect the vampires
because there’s no soul there
and the soul that does look into the mirror
doesn’t try very hard
so that he can be full.
There are people who don’t want to be part of life
They capture others
Times vanishes, and they don’t have their own memories
just their victims,
in still life.
is for the unprogrammed robot
living in the present
with a dangerous dance.
Nothing about his gate
it’s all genuine—especially, when people need to hurt
their ugliness becomes uglier
while his face, becomes more beautiful
They can’t have it,
no matter how much they want to rip it,
from the mirror.
They built it
because they recognize an image of value
that speaks a language they will never know
It’s the man who turns his back on God
It’s the man who says no to religion
It’s the man who doesn’t want to be his father
It’s the man who has been given life
and doesn’t need to repay it.
Family sees right through him
no matter who he thinks, he would like to be
He can’t escape, those who know him best
and when they leave, he will lose everything.
He is just starting out
His past is short
And his future, is a certainty.