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just different

When I was younger

I thought and sought to be an astrophysicist

But as I aged with anger & rage

I lamented and had vented relentlessly through every page

And thus became a catastrophic astrolyricist

Then I would zoom back

And act though, like a metaphysicist

But got lost in my innocence

Yet grew in my chrysalis

Then began building my pyramids

With the power of Sirius

The spirit mist that exists

And is unlimited, YES limitless

With no gimmick twist, enlisting the lyrical hypnotist

Because my flaws are my draconian claws

And with certain people I'm highly spirited

A cosmonaut that sought to have fought

For rights through riots because I'm also a militant

More than just MINDED, never been easily blinded but I mind it

The observance of persons easily denied wit

I confide with pride that I've defied lies

Was left alone and abandoned

So multiple personalities arose to impose

And so they spoke candid, yet never rancid

And because of THEM I grew more than average

Yet now, cause myself a little bit damage to my synapses

And its more than graphic

Nothing to laugh at I'm so elaborate

My spirit and soul were dismantled

And mishandled back in the canyon

And my acts of kindness are random

And I can be surly then suddenly saddened

But I'm feeling fantastically enchanted

By internal commandments

Me, myself and I as stated earlier

Are my only true companions

I've entered this earth of dearth at the fleshless birth

And yet I've never really landed

I was called a demonic mistake

But HIS stake is what got me more maddened like MADDEN

THUS for centuries I've commanded

Oh wait… not to denigrate but elevate

Switch gears, I meant years although have shed tears

And yes, at first fled then shed FEARS

NOW, there is NOTHING left here

Nearly a vacuous cleft, is what's left

Too adept to be bereft or inept

But I can feel the onslaught of decrepitude

I FEAR NOT this decrepit dude

I'm losing more of ME, MYSELF & I

So there's nothing left BUT YOU

Using my thoughts as my armory yet not harming me

But My Words Are Weapons TOO

Heart frozen, an old totem moaning and groaning

In the stratosphere zone alone, but that’s my own home

I was called a while back

But NOW I'm chosen

Eroding like a trapped roaming rodent

Opposing no food moments

I've noticed I've god godly components

For which I'm now cloning

No need for condolence, my eyes and soul are so swollen

I'm NOW opposing any supposed opponents seeking atonement

Its time for enrollment, but THAT'S the bonus, now hone in

No talk about multiple partner boning

Like the days of philosophical Greeks and Romans

I'm BEST KNOWN in, my home zone up in the ozone

The obvious populace anomalous omen, an old man

Who chose to have spoken phonics

With Ebonics so broken

Fallaciously awoken

One door open and ten others closes

I've got too much emotion,

I suppose that's my slogan

A poet in motion with a syllabic explosion

Exposing empirical principles of erosion

Go get your Lanolin lotion

Now stop your supposing

My hooves have been cloven

So says the coven

I'm losing focus

So hocus pocus

Gotta keep the ball rolling

Sometimes superfluous yet always well spoken

I live for THIS MOMENT

As Em said.. "Grab it and HOLD IT"

This moment is golden

Words once knit, but now each are beautifully woven

Speaking shyt from more than my colon

I gotta wake myup

I feel my butt is nearly off dozing while composing

The next verse hurts…I feel the impending implosion

I need me some LOVE, so I'll go sip on oxytocin

Then take a bath in the arctic ocean

… My hearts exploding…

Defy lies and deny tribes

Like my name is Moses

I smell pure manure but this place is secure

I must be smelling the roses

But this poet now feels frozen

Entropy itself is decomposing

While Im a threat posing

While prose composing

Sincerely, eyes teary yet merely opposing

All those wicked men in a secret cabal

Cannibalistic pedophiles

I regret I met > As they set a style

Their words were vile filled with bile

Back in the Set of Nile

Bleeding and being exposed to such distaste

I was filled with hate

How they seek to blood taste

But only of the young and chaste

I set my eyes to murder the vile

So I create poetic vials

To slowly kill off those in denial

Specifically Baphomet up in the NILE

And maniacal Moloch

I now throw rocks

And my flow shocks

I grow stocks

As my tick of time blows tocks

No, no Botox

But cleansing surly souls with Clorox

I'm emerging nervously as a bored fox

In a charred, cardboard box

So excuse me

As I reintroduce and seduce thee

Sipping on this grammatical elixir as a smoothie

I'm kind of cool and like to 'groove' but smoothly

So once again, allow me to introduce HE

SkTzO is one of the many, part of the plenty

But at least its not twenty…yet

Lest I forget to fret

I must be ready, GO, wait, get set

And yes I drop and pop pills to ingest

And sometimes rhyme lines in jest

Not to infest or infect like insects

My mind is geared toward rhymes

I guess, its preset

One of the few lyrical Pharaohs

Eating from Anubis marrow

I'm a mystical lyrical hierophant

I can prove it through the tarot