WORKING TITLE POETRY SESSIONS

2004-2006
Quarrel
How do I begin,
This never ends,
A shoulder to lean on,
A hand to lend,
Mouth on the barrel of a shotgun,
I can leave this world undone,
Someone I could count on,
Something I can place my faith in,
Surrounded by sin,
How do I begin,
This never ends,
Thought I went somewhere,
But the truth is I treaded water,
Ran the hamsters wheel,
In this life what I want I steal,
You knew this was the deal,
There are two types of criminals,
The ones who never had a choice,
Never had a voice,
Never had a chance,
And the ones who love to dance,
The ones who had other opportunities,
The ones who will never know,
How lucky they were,
Nothing makes their heart stir,
Nothing feels like home,
No one can be trusted,
Especially our selves,
In this tread I dwell,
Somewhere between heaven and hell,
Buy or sell,
Right or wrong,
We will never get along,
Until we can find balance,
See across this valance,
Pay the price,
This is my life,
How do I begin,
This never ends.
Congressional Request
By: No Ones Importing
How do I express,
My lack of regret,
I live with intent,
Money garnered and time spent,
I pursue myself with relent,
How do I regress,

And lose all sense of self,

When its your life,
Lied bared on the shelf,
As the story unfolds,
I walk an eight pointed path,
Along seven pillars,
Threw six points,
Through three aspects,
Though a two party system,
One name for god.
Do I need to write in haiku form for this to make sense,
All I desire is the pursuit of relentlessness,
I dont consider is a disease,
But a desirable trait,
I want compulsion,
Obsession,
Regression,
This court is in session,
They only know what I tell them,
What weve been sold,
With a hand to hold,
And a sense of purpose,
The sun shines daily,
Something to compare you to,
A reason to move faster,
With a greater degree of certainty,
Compelled to embellish,
But unnecessarily,
Because everything youll find here,
Is fact that is stranger than fiction,
And fantasies becoming reality,
Nightmares manifest,
Every word must be accounted for,
When you enter this store,
Bank,
Vault,
Just stop.
But it doesnt,
And I wont,
Just jokes,
And stories,
Some pros discussing prose,
I was trying to become that uniting symbol,
Which shines through all your accomplishments,
The Holy Ghost,
Which we all host,
The demons weve called out to do our bidding,
The reactions weve failed to plan for,
All I see are a bunch of whores,
What genre will pay the most,
What drawing do you want to see,
Sea horses,

See whores,
I see now,
That problem at hand,
Thou shall make no representations,
Of anything in heaven,
Or on earth,
And we unearth,
A guilty sin,
Silenced systematically,
We dont even understand the basics here,
But there is nothing to fear,
Just stand there and leer,
While I adjust the rear view,
Since Im driving this bus,
Off the end of the highway,
And into the ocean.

The Final Chapter

By: Someone else
At this age I've found weariness,
Ive been the bleak and the dreariest,
Lived my life like a rock star,
Dont need to ask if Ill push it,
Just waiting to see how far,
Ill fall, stall, derailed,
Failed to heed the call,
Theres few things for which Ive planned,
that I haven't already tasted,
stations already manned,
now I've come to a stage,
where truth be told,
I can be so bold,
as to break this mold,
I've created for myself,
this prison that holds,
binds and draws me near,
to this place where there's nothing left to fear,
nothing left for me to do,
but to move on,
push through,
my first love was writing,
my second love was for art,
and I've never been that smart,
so for a start,
Ill focus on the pretty pictures,
and leave the rest of you to the words,
I know it's becoming absurd,
just more random thoughts I heard,
but I need to read,
so keep writing for me,
give me something to see,

give me something I can strive to be.

The State of the Union

I live my life as a student of Nietchze,
remember that when you greet me,
the world from where I see,
is filled to the brim with insanity,
she'll cut you off instantly,
so in death shadow is where Im usually found,
you don't get to bury me six feet underground,
this body will be burned,
the ashes passed around,
cause there's gonna be a crowd,
the world we live in,
nearly everythings allowed,
but cautions been vowed,
I wanna know how,
we went from where we stood,
to only wishing we could,
it's a tight rope carnival show,
and it my turn to go,
a legacy will live on,
like I was the white Malcolm X,
by any means,
even demeaning,
everything,
it's time for a change,
the political realm's in disarray,
yet the people have nothing to say,
I don't care if you're gay,
an alcoholic off the block,
you know who you are,
get off your fucking ass,
this is a mass movement,
and you're missing a true revolution,
lost in a world of violence and depression,
what was it you were representin,
you're not the opposition,
just a lack of questions,
like can ex-felons vote in my state,
you might be surprised,
as our worlds intertwine,
we'll cross the line,
bend the rules,
get rid of the fools,
and assume our rightful place,
as the worlds greatest nation.
Another Classic

Meticulous meanderings,
the last thread of hope is dying,
they've given me little choice,
I've had to take freedom by voice,
The Silent Kingdom ruled over by vice,
The Shadow Kingdom rule ourselves,
Our systems being disheveled,
how can we be so bold,
to think the world is ours to hold,
to think our words matter,
it's the rat race,
or Jacobs ladder,
the psychopaths scream louder,
a bit harder to ignore,
without a word my presence will be felt,
for my art Ive knelt,
at the altar of my own invention,
the canvas creates interrelation,
all these subjects of my creation,
the rise of an underground nation,
but whos listening to this station,
I can't be one of the chosen few,
who will be able to see through,
we're on to something new,
that's the whole of the truth,
we're the ones who've always got something to do,
you're the ones who always see the world as blue,
Im only sad because I know this could of been better,
no matter how good things get,
it's hard to live with no regret,
and actually never have anything to regret,
we act then forget,
I can't quite get it,
something doesn't fit,
these people are phony like spam,
I know precisely who I am.
Mildew or Mold by: If I may be so bold
Current mood: moody
Category: Writing and Poetry
Thought maybe I've said something,
as these words spill from my head,
thought maybe I meant something,
other than there's no escape from the dread,
of undetereble inefficiency,
your privacy's been rendered naught,
never having a space to call your own,
it's not your children, relatives, fans, or friends,
these are base strangers,
who crack under even the slightest pressure,
their actions speaking volumes,
their words but quips and quotes,

an unavoidable bottomless pit we've stumbled,

into all they don't know,
watch them desperate for companionship,
information,
but for why are they so desperate,
what is it they want to know,
what is it everyone is trying to know,
no,
that's all you'll get from me,
cash up front,
I tattooed it on my palm,
regrets,
I live with none,
and under the proper circumstances,
all Ive done is condoned,
squandered my thoughtlessness,
why am I so focused on myself,
Ive only thought on others who've chosen,
too far gone to focus on anything,
they're here for me,
or to take from me what they can,
these people who do nothing but waste time,
while I create line after another one that's mine,
next up to be destroyed,
you think you'll be able to find,
some solace or joy,
some way to get high,
earn a living,
Im here to take all you'll ever gather,
all you own,
even your soul,
Ill use it for what I can,
then throw you away,
so say your prose, peace, the pace is too slow,
and Ill read you your last rites,
cause we're all on our way to heaven or hell in here,
it doesn't matter which way you go,
two separate decks on the same ship,
filled to the brim we've begun to swell,
what the heck is that smell,
oh yeah,
I haven't showered in three weeks,
so I do friggin stink,
all I really eat is bread and meat,
so give me some more souls too feed on,
I devour the planet piece by piece,
bring it all too me,
down into my tomb,
all blurry with gloom,
these tears are for your sins,
and I don't know where to begin,
so I will fill the planet with so many words,
they will have to call me disturbed,
because no man should have,

so many sadnesss locked inside,

so many secrets I can never tell,
can't abide this time,
so many death be felled,
I kneel for all the world to see,
how a KING knells before a god,
how you should bow before a King,
and my kingdom is planet earth,
you are all my friends,
you who've destroyed my films,
stolen my screenplays and books,
drowned out my screams,
stolen all my dreams,
and sold them to your children,
without explaining why I don't dream,
how would you feel if your every goal,
every plan,
even if you wrote it in the sand,
someone else would bring it into their reality,
someone would translate it to their language,
anyone out there,
they,
this is why I am crazy,
cause if I write anything down,
someone else brings it to fruition,
I know this,
but what can I do,
I try to push through,
regardless,
to reach you.
Not that writer guy again!
by: In case you didnt know
Current mood: grumpy
Category: Writing and Poetry
Just a touch so you know it's me,
Ill burn so bright,
you won't even be able to see to read,
so I have to create art for the blind,
and if I am being so kind,
in this world of rewind,
Ill scream so loud,
your ear drums burst,
you've had the worst,
now meet the first,
my fans are still deaf and bums,
but I didn't think ya'll were all mute,
so stand up for what you believe is important to you,
but before you stand in front of me,
make sure you know what you are going to say,
cause I have no time left,
little sway to play with,

this is just another game I play,

twist the words along the blue lines,
try not to move past the red marker,
that's just a starter pistol,
this is fully automatic,
Im an assault on your senses,
so you either want to pay,
for me to put you in pain,
or please go away,
I had something to say,
but all this other nonsense,
who keeps getting in my way,
soon you'll keep it coming,
then you'll have to go,
if you had a question for the master,
maybe I can find an answer for you,
but pay no mind,
to the man behind the curtain,
this show was caused by a real wizard,
I am the wizard of all,
the bartender at the end of time,
don't need to know if you are real,
don't need to have sex to come,
don't need your sympathy,
my pain is a symphony
Handle with care
Transparent,
I suppose,
This is the way things go,
Hurry up and start the show,
Shut up and blow,
Thats all you need to know,
This goes out to any hoes,
Im tired of hearing what you think,
Who cares what you like,
I hope your feet stink,
Go without sex for a week,
Just to see,
How horny youd be,
No you cant wait,
Thats whats,
Under debate,
I refuse,
Too relate,
To a girl,
Who gives herself to the world,
Dime store hookers,
Or five hundred dollar strippers,
I see the same thing,
Crack whores,
And escorts,
I resort,
To squabbling that theres a difference,

Cause there is not,

And you all got caught,
Up in this game,
Where names get slanged,
And fame is shared,
You dared me,
To try it your way,
And I have to say,
Youre nothing special,
And youll never read these words,
Too busy living the verbs,
I find it disturbing,
Unnerving,
A bunch of animals rutting in the dirt,
And if this hurts,
Its because of your actions,
Your choices,
Your decision,
To live without vision,
Hopes or dreams,
Just sex,
Lies and schemes,
I deem,
It needed,
To publicly distance myself,
Though if asked for help,
Id never deny you it,
But the thought of it,
There are five types of love,
And purely sexual is one,
The one that cannot be acted upon,
If not followed by a second,
Just wait a minute,
Have patience my sweet dear,
Let all your fears disappear,
I am near,
No matter how far away,
So stay and play awhile,
Show me your style,
And Ill show you mine,
Something that stands the test of time,
So decline,
For now,
But be prepared,
Cause if these felling are shared,
Ill leave you sweaty and drooling on yourself.
THE MONOTYPE by: Joseph Briarcliff
Current mood: irate
Category: Writing and Poetry
I've got some phony fagooettes claimin,
these earthworms are really maggots maimin,
the steal tastes foreign,

but this plastic burns true blue,

that's AMERICAN to you,
tried to move through,
like a spirit you've subdued,
buried beneath your waste,
everything I do is tinged in haste,
just in case,
this is the last thing I ever produce,
before they get their last wish,
serve me up like a quixotic dish,
I'm still just another old song,
someone,
somewhere,
I missed,
I tried to lie,
the words are still binding us,
tuesday's T.G.I.F.'s the U.S.,
Saturn & Mars hersheyed the middle east,
too far to run turned yellow,
this is the only song you will hear me bellow,
never kind or caring,
just glaringly mellow,
the serequel tried to sponsor our deaths,
the zyprexa give us one more step,
one more chance to dodge the lance,
then they will our pasts,
to breathe again,
to seethe in the sun,
the man with the guns,
but we call the machines,
and the drugs are flowers,
so no one knows for sure,
cause we're slinging slang up in here,
a living language evolves,
a dead culture doesn't change,
get the picture yet,
these sutures are about to burst,
and I can't contain this,
I am going to frickin curse,
they call us the blessed lunatics,
the bi-polars,
when we've reached bi-cameral consciousness,
eaten from the tree,
of the knowledge of good and evil,
and yet still we carry on,
east of Eden,
lies the land of nod.
The Inventor
Retracted statements,
Emptied bank accounts,
The Tick-Tock man,
Has made a stand,
Against the powers that be,

They were,
Concerned,
That maybe I would take things too far,
Spin you in circles then scream war,
Everyone runs in a different direction,
What you guys all crashing into each other for,
Thought there was a feeling you could deplore,
I could deploy,
Some trick of the senses,
Some myth of consensus,
That we keep track,
That we strike back,
This isn't just another way to distract us,
This isn't another way to entrap us,
Form and function,
Forget this juncture,
They will never leave me be,
The only freedom I will see,
Is at the end of my time here,
Serving a sentence on earth,
Prison planet D,
Don't touch the children,
Or you have reached your end,
Don't forgive your friends,
I know you used to have them,
Don't forget the sins,
Because Jesus has already forgiven you all,
Echo through theses hallowed halls,
Beneath my beckoning call,
Behind all the words,
Are more words,
This story is absurd,
And you will learn,
That you only know a small fraction,
Of the total interaction,
I have inspired,
All in the name of my Sire,
My comfort,
My solace,
That he could suffer my wastefulness,
That she could suffer my excess,
That they can suffer my lack of regret,
That somewhere I lost a lot of respect,
When I should have been snapping necks,
I was wreckin sets,
Workin nerves,
Perturbed in my concern,
For what you have learned.
Means and Measurement
I've never been known to conform,
More of an anti-norm,
Everything I like,
Became what the rest of the world saw,
Everything I write,

Someone treats these words as law,

Entertain the king,
Then watch him leave,
You've been graced by our presence,
Call it the holy ghost,
Knowing what side to put the butter on your toast,
A comedic roast,
My life dissected by your knife,
My mind becomes intertwined,
Untangle,
Preamble,
Just a preview,
A free tour,
Of something More,
Coming soon,
And wouldn't you,
If you found nearly nothing was truth,
All a game of whos pure,
And whos uncouth,
Appearances can deceive,
But you can plainly see,
I have nothing up my sleeves,
I barely can keep sleeves on my arms,
Much less cause any harm,
I was gonna be one of the worlds top tattooist,
Now I am just a homeless guy with a knife.
Duchess
Things couldnt be going worse,
I know how to deal with my curse,
Verse, chorus, verse,
But now things are going well,
Swell,
Indeed,
I feed,
On the greed,
The need for further contact,
Closer to respect,
Instead of neglect,
I never live in regret,
I may have detected,
Your attempt to infect me,
With hope,
Cheer,
And Coping skills,
Whos taking the stills,
Distilled,
Youve had your fill,
I had nothing left to give,
But forgiveness,
Approval,
Attention,

I get it,
You want me to,
For whatever reason it may be true,
Nothing left for me to do,
Just reflect,
Dissect,
Clear,
And begin a new,
Wouldnt you,
Dig for the truth,
Wade through my misery,
Repulsion and history,
Youre a mystery,
Id like to solve,
Dissolve,
Revolve around,
Everything else burned to the ground,
Fire so intense,
None can escape it,
Relate to it,
Debate it,
I create it,
You delay it,
Inter relay it,
I just dont give a shit,
One way or another,
Cause my path has been chosen,
And in the lords path I walk,
Even among vipers and scorpions,
I dont get bit,
Spiders traps,
These bullshit rappers,
These stars crapping,
Human connection,
Minor corrections,
Major attraction,
Ive never had to get to know anyone,
They were always getting to know me,
So when I have no one left,
But myself,
I am where I'll always be,
Home in the loneliness,
His holiness,
Has a request,
Could you guess,
That this was all in jest,
Just moments to protect,
Word counting,
And shout outing,
The life of a writer,
A born fighter,
You already knew I was a lighter,
Thats why youre on fire,
Hotness,

It cost this,
A few moments of your time,
As I unwind,
Relax,
And breathe you in.
And the stench of corruption has reached gods nose
By: Deon Lewis Duke
I am sick of being myself,
My life is hell,
Walking the pathway that swells,
Pulses,
Convulses,
And spits me to the side,
This ride,
To the divine
I only wished for moments of interaction,
Relations,
Congregation,
Kneel and feel this,
Carved out of stone,
My soul condones,
Things you wouldnt withstand,
I demand,
An audience with the king,
But where will he be,
The king of what,
King who,
King why,
Do I spy,
A lot of imposters and posers,
Thought money was power,
Thought violence could control,
Aggravated response mechanisms,
This holy cataclysm,
Of wretchedness and disease,
Im clean,
This is mean,
Lean,
Noir,
And more,
Genre less stores of knowledge,
I will not budge,
The evolution gains momentum,
Behind the curtain we are getting them,
Take down the whole faade,
Just smile and nod,
Acknowledge my assertions,
Dissertation,
Thesis,
I mean this.

Every break in clarity,

Every second of awareness,
I miss,
This is a kiss,
This is my touch,
Ive sacrificed so much,
That you couldnt believe,
When I stare up at the stars,
I want to give them a reason to stare back,
Lose track of now and agains,
Pretend this is how I always begin,
And I will end,
In sin.
I dont need a beat,
Or a microphone,
Theres no one home,
Nothing going on here,
Just another deer,
Blinded by its own reflection,
Interjecting a mention,
Of subliminal suggestion,
Worship,
Devotion,
I know this makes sense,
Loyalty,
Justice,
But what I see is a mess,
Disgust,
Regret,
Youve all been sorely misled,
And I am here to redirect,
Defrag and reboot you,
They will shoot you,
For saying some of the things I say,
They will say,
I foretold my own death,
As Ive foretold so many others,
Discover,
That my past has become their future,
Yet still I remain alone.
My support comes in the form of what,
Appreciation,
Misappropriations,
Decisions I can escape,
Why dont I dream,
Is this all a scheme,
To separate you from something,
Even your time,
Decide,
Are we in this together,
Or do we change like the weather?

Working title
If I had to use the words,
To describe you to the world,
The adjectives, and verbs,
I'm hesitant, and perturbed,
Wasted in residential elegance,
I don't like to repeat,
or explain, myself,
So pay attention quick,
Before I start talking slick,
Like any of this was meant,
My punishment,
Surrounded by grace,
Such a disgrace,
It's all interlaced,
Refaced,
Refined,
Fe, Fi, Fo,
I smell some blood,
And that smells like money to me,
Sometimes I smell disease,
This life of Ease,
Leads me away from you,
But closer to,
Something I wanted to do,
Introduce myself to the world at large,
Prepare for strange,
I am in charge,
Even when things have left their track,
And this train is about to wreck,
I'll be here,
Will you?
I know there was an order we were following,
A code of conduct so to speak,
But I am meek,
Then I am wrong,
I am the one who seeks,
For a better day,
Than these delays,
Distractions,
Interactions,
Just give me what I want,
Then we can have a good day,
What did you have to say,
There was something missing,
Something I've yet to explain,
The pain,
Deranged,
Enslaved,
Restored,

And walking with the lord,

Still living by the sword,
Even if to die by it is the consequence,
Anything to defeat,
A sense of worthlessness,
Repentance,
Respect,
I reflect,
You invent.
Lost
Distracted,
Refracted,
I stack it,
Properly,
The properties,
In question,
Can you guess them,
Or do I spell it all out,
These decisions that correlate,
I never really believed in fate,
I dont own a clock,
And I am always late,
Forgotten why I come here,
What did you hope to hear,
That everything was going accordingly,
That I still live in misery,
The truth lies directly in between,
My calls arent screened,
I dont need an assistant,
But I am missing,
Something,
I cant find,
A place,
A home,
Condone all my wrongs,
Tell me I am strong,
I sing you this song,
Of ripostes and wishes,
Attacks on my character,
And I am dismissed,
Misdirected,
By this insurrection,
Of proper interjection,
I cant quite make,
A proper connection,
To religious/judicial/social services,
Where the point should be not to continue these cycles,
But to find new freedom manifest,
Against the enslavement I resist,
Persistent attributes,
And I know Im cute,

Its all a part of the same thing,

The reasons I am continuing,
So I can be that thing,
That came from nothing,
And made something.
Murder
I'd strangle these visions of my childrens future,
How can we stand by and watch,
As millions are incarcerated,
And you blame them,
For crossing the system,
When the system is us,
Disgust is all I feel,
Sick of this beast,
Which has to perpetuate itself,
There are new victims in line,
The poor, the lame, and the bastard child,
All the while,
Looking past the corruption around them,
This game has to come to an end,
In the land of sins and pretends,
Prepends,
Upends,
Disheveled,
I follow gods laws,
And these men will all go to hell.
KING EDOM
I arrive through the mist,
Like this,
Was some Stephen King shit,
But you believe it,
Cause its happening to me,
And you know I wouldnt lie to you,
Were here to get at the heart of truth,
Youve heard the rumors,
That I am unkempt and uncouth,
Fielding line drives to your humor,
Cooling down this fever,
But nothing takes away the weight,
That Ive chosen to bear,
To stand and face the despair,
To deal with the loneliness,
To pull from the vapor,
Every line I savor,
Enjoy,
This is what I do for fun,
Or I am playing with guns,
Ive said it before,

And Ill repeat it again,

Its wordplay,
Or let the guns slay,
And everyone pays,
And I wont even follow my own rules,
If they ever become arbitrary,
Sometimes dark and scary,
Sometimes light and merry,
But until I see more changes,
Across this stage,
That separates us,
The US,
Let the world handle its own affairs for a few years,
And watch our transformation from within,
This is how it all begins,
With a few words,
From a born again sinner,
A loser,
A winner,
If carried out,
My words become creed,
Deed,
And the weed,
Becomes decriminalized,
The schools,
Are filled with children who want to learn,
And there are places for the rest,
Every things a test,
We must diversify,
Document,
Backup,
And stack up,
The streets patrolled by peace keepers,
Not Law enforcement,
And our children know,
How the world really goes,
Whether we hide it from them or not,
Knowledge is the key,
To finding divinity,
To finding the trinity,
Which encompasses us all,
To see yourself in the story,
Seeing the words unfold,
As our planet strolls along to the beat,
I am trying to keep,
I weep,
For the millions,
Millions sick,
Millions starving,
Millions oppressed,
I just have to get dressed,
Draw a couple of pictures,
And my way gets paid,
So I can focus my energies elsewhere,

Collecting an audience of Stars,

Then setting a fire bright enough,
For them to see,
My hand burnt to the bone,
The despairing populaces,
Around the globe,
The oppression,
Right here at home,
Its all too much for one man to hold,
I feel cold,
And slighted,
Giving orders from the sidelines,
While real soldiers die,
I wont live that lie,
A new path is chosen,
I am rising from the ashes,
Thats what you came here to see,
From insanity to reality,
And neither the twain should meet,
Thats how we like it kept,
Someone over slept,
On too many vacations,
I havent taken a break since I was fourteen,
And believe me when I say,
I am just getting warmed up,
So shut up,
If you have nothing left to say,
And make way,
So I can get through here,
Hold me near,
Lest I get away,
Make my way,
Past the decay,
Corruption and liars,
I aspire,
Too more,
More from my government,
Less from my pocket,
More from the religious/social services,
They owe us this,
The pursuit of happiness,
What is it that I miss,
Gentle kisses,
Hers and his,
Cant focus on that,
Cause my minds stuck on a track,
That keeps me walking on tacks,
And you will find,
There is nothing I lack,
Accept opportunity,
Financial and technological resources,
Through my veins courses,
12,000 years of HIS STORY,
Its not a mystery,

That I am placed into the insane category,

When all I know,
Would crush your mind,
Legs intertwined,
Hearts beating as one,
And I come undone,
I am a simple man,
And I never had a plan,
Just play along,
Pretend Im singing you a song,
And if any ones snooping in my bin,
Their gonna get dizzy and feel sick,
Im that slick,
And nothing sticks,
Just insane rantings,
By a man,
Not even able,
To ryhme or spell.
The contestant
Id like to welcome you to my world,
Violence and drugs,
Sexy deceit by these little girls,
Surrounded by the reality,
That what you believe,
Is there is nothing up my sleeves,
And I am all you see,
Pulling from the mist,
With a flick of my wrist,
Tattoo gun in hand,
On the key board I bang,
And its art Im tryin to slang,
With a message I drag you along,
Im never gonna sing you a song,
Or write you a beautiful poem,
All I get is what is owed,
Disowned these systems of,
Cyclic trauma,
I get through my daze,
In a haze of smoke,
I choke on it,
Revel in it,
And it is killing me,
But this is how the game I am playing goes,
You are participating in history,
Even if your only role is as a spectator,
I am that revolutionary,
For thirty years fighting a war,
Here on US soil,
I toil,
Relentlessly,
In the face of impossible odds,

And Ive always been a bit off,

Through my words,
The only way youre ever getting to me,
The government pays a hefty fee,
Just to see,
What I am showing you for free,
I am that artist whose work lasts hundreds of years,
I am that writer whose words you hear,
Even if your actions are lacking,
And you show me no backing,
Sales are slacking,
When the product is making,
Sense out of senselessness,
Connections that have refused to connect,
I dissect,
Tear it all down to the basics,
And rebuild it from the inside out,
This is what I am about,
This is why I dont talk,
Cause Ive written out what I had to say,
And if you cared youd find your way,
To read every word,
And let me be understood.
What theyll teach your grandchildren about me,
Thats whats at debate here,
Thats how deep this well goes,
Thats how steep this hill is,
And their better be no one on top with me,
The suffering,
The shame,
I beg,
To be released,
But there is no King,
No internet genie I can contact,
No search engines respond,
I carry on,
For however long,
I dont care,
Ill be here,
Judge,
DA,
Social Workers,
Doctors,
Theyve all fallen to my wiles,
While,
Failing to perform their functions,
Who do I report this to,
The FBI,
CIA,
My PO,
Who knows,
When it snows,
It snows,

And thats the way the wind blows,

Subtle and Concrete,
Contemporary is street,
And its your turn to perform a feat,
To the beat.
Fuck the rules,
And these fools.
With their degrees of uncertainty,
I certainty cant consider,
Dumping all these bodies in the river,
Just because our countrys run,
By liars and sinners.
PROGRESSION
I document my days,
In this way,
The words mean more to me,
Than this reality,
That I am under state and county supervision,
That Ive been involved in the system,
Twenty years spent dissing them,
Twenty years went missing when,
They took my life,
And this is how I take it back,
Its time to attack,
Fifty states,
One leader,
A few hundred targets,
And we live in a new US.
Time tells no lies,
Ive never worn a disguise,
Everyone knows its been me,
And I call myself a king,
Cause I cant see,
Anyone else playing on this level,
Everyone elses names is beveled,
My middle name was trouble,
In a republican ruled world,
What will my name be,
When I am free?
My addiction is speaking my mind,
And the world follows behind,
My first book was a prophesy,
And nearly a million have died,
So tell me I tried,
To learn to control this,
To cut the casualties down,
If people will bring my words into reality,
That is indeed insanity,

That I can never relax,

Never fool around,
Cause of the sound,
In the background,
Cries and jeers,
I steer clear,
Just wanted to draw you near,
Make sure you could hear,
The words of the dreariest,
Realist,
This world has yet to meet,
And my feats,
Wont greet,
They must be found,
Laying around,
As if someone left it undecided,
Not that I planned this,
All along,
Even when Ive been wrong,
And I have no one I can tell,
Only a few who will believe,
Everything.
That one man can rise from nothing,
And come to make something out of himself,
This is the country I want to be living with,
Not the wealth has been handed down for generations,
And theyve never had reservations,
Of exploiting their positions,
For personal gain,
Be ashamed,
And ask for forgiveness,
There are 300 million witnesses,
Now watch how quickly things change.
I know youre all a bit confused,
And I would be to,
But everything I say is true,
There is nothing left to do,
But spread the message,
The winds are futile,
The rain washes us clean,
The fires terrorist light,
On this beautiful earth of ours,
So change arson to terrorism,
The message is fear,
The rap industry isnt scared of Osama,
Maybe Lil Wayne should run for President,
These criminals are scared,
Of Republic Capitalism,
Because you are a criminal,
For even the most minor of infractions,
If you cant afford the cost,
The lawyers,

The country club membership with the judge,

I dont budge,
And this is unacceptable.
Ill let you go,
Just wanted you to know,
Im here every day,
Searching for a way,
To spread Christs love,
Till it fits like a glove,
Covering all wounds,
And they let me heal.
For entertainment purposes only
To know absolute power,
And to place it aside,
This is where I find,
Its all just imagined,
Even though I have witnesses,
Were all as easily dismissed,
Placed to the side,
In time I abide,
All your wiles,
With style,
And substance,
The distance,
Evaporated,
Disintegrate,
I am the one being interrogated,
You are the ones whose testimony holds weight,
And this is the only game I know how to play,
I am truly a fisher of men,
Women,
Kin,
And neighbors,
So why is there this behemoth,
Calling its self a governmental/social/religious service,
At the entrance of my door,
Every day I fight this war,
Surrounded by people calling me insane,
When everythings been going my way,
Since before I can remember,
Besides the constant interference,
Of people telling me I am out of control,
For what I say,
Here in the USA,
And the only way to express my rage,
Would be to wreck the stage,
And kill all the witnesses,
Who stood by,
And watched my light,
Snuffed out since I could open my mouth,

This is not a new problem,

Ive been trying to write since I was four,
To tell this story,
Cause what I see is reality,
Is insanity.
And the tables have turned,
Those numbered and burned,
The truth doesnt need to be learned,
Only heard,
To be understood,
So while am I still being ignored,
Cause everyone involved wants more,
Cant disturb the delicate balance,
Of the eternally perturbed,
Ive been working behind the scenes,
For what seems to be,
An eternity,
Thousands of pages,
Hundreds stolen from me,
before I started placing them into the internet,
but someone was taking my fiction,
and turning it into fact,
so I switched up tactics,
under a hundred aliases,
But the messages got spread,
Something was said,
And someone cared,
Even if for only a minute,
Ill find a way,
To make it stick,
Relent.
Rambunctious
With an English voice I plead,
Forgivings of misdeed,
I scream,
So loud it got gods attention,
And hes coming back,
Protect me from my enemies,
Countless as the sands on the shore,
Take me from this time,
When morning meds,
Led me to early nights,
And the sleeplessness I enjoy,
Is replaced my medicated slumber,
Forcing the separation,
Of my consciousness from sub,
Why wont they let me get done,
Finish what Ive begun,
This is the story of a man,
Mastered by none,
Englands rising son,

As a star shone,
Bright enough to light it up,
For all the world to see,
Discrepancies,
If the state/federal/county claims,
That I might maim,
Speak against the ruling pornocracy,
Establish a sense of well being,
Strong enough to ward off,
All their attacks,
Attacks on my character,
Attacks on my pursuit of happiness,
Attacks on my freedom of speech,
I say impeach,
They put me in a cell,
Then I yell,
And no one cares,
Just blank stares,
From those who are unaware,
Never cared to find out,
What life was really all about,
Too focused on feeding their greed,
This deadly machine,
That grinds us all,
Thats why I dont like to sleep,
And I try to stay meek,
When I have to go for weeks,
Without speaking,
Cause there is no one whod understand,
And lend a helping hand,
Id need a team,
Of the worlds most renowned,
And theyd all have to make a sound,
Speak with one voice,
That I never had a choice,
They took away my voice,
I want it back,
Without fear of the system relapse,
Where their need to fill positions,
Outweighs what my soul is missing,
Twenty years Ive bided this nonsense,
I will take no more,
And if you can understand me,
You too must be insane,
The truth is simple and plain,
Its the lies that complicate everything,
And technology has offered us the chance,
To make sure this isnt all put in the past,
Surely to be forgotten,
I was trying to outlast,
Out cast,
And reel in,
Perceive them,
The diseased,

And downtrodden,
The depressed,
And the relentless,
This is all I miss,
Chances to glimpse,
The next big thing,
Or the 800lb gorilla in the corner,
I am in mourning,
For my soul,
Because Ive been a part of this system,
Whether I like it or not,
I was raised by a single mother,
And the government was my pops,
My dad was a drug dealer and a pimp,
Its no wonder why I may see things,
A bit deranged,
Rearrange it all,
Place it in the proper order,
Replace the dysfunctioning,
And Ill be allowed to sing,
Without fear of recourse,
From this monster,
Whos come out of the closet,
From under the bed,
And is in my front room,
Preaching doom,
Always looming,
Waiting to strike,
Like,
Any predator,
Mr. Senator,
On your yacht,
Have you given any thought,
To the policies youve wrought,
These lobbyists have you bought,
Sold and paid for,
Like good little boys,
Regardless of the cost,
To our planet nor our souls,
Our solitary goal,
Should be removal of these fools,
From all facets of these systems,
And the only way to get the information,
Is going to be through relation,
To people whove been through all three systems,
For whatever reason we missed them,
The ones who keep slipping through the cracks,
Id rather be in Iraq,
But if I try to pack,
They deny my passport,
For crimes I never got to,
Defend myself against,
I am a witness,
And my life is testimony,

That all these phonies,

Cant pony up,
And face the facts,
That they were wrong,
And I am a man of god,
Persecuted by Republic Capitalism.
(R)evolution(tm)
Shes beyond my ability,
To put into words,
Id call her my little girl,
But shes a grown woman,
And she knows what shes got,
I never had a shot,
But shed tease me,
Thats enough to please me,
Ease me,
Along this path,
Where the problem isnt math,
As much as biology,
The science of love,
Communication,
You fit like a glove,
My hand,
Your hand,
May never touch,
But its enough,
Your kiss,
I miss,
Though Ive never tasted,
Fantasies are wasted,
When you are everything I need,
My missing pieces,
Your words pierce me,
Every contact a treasure,
This time I measure,
As spent with you,
Even across this space,
I keep pace,
Keep you guessing,
Im just messing around,
My hand,
Your hand,
May never touch,
But its enough,
Your kiss,
I miss
Testing 1, 2
I am rushing this,

Not thinking it through,

Not checking it thoroughly,
A bit rough around the hedges,
Edges need a trim,
Minister of the grim,
Instead,
I became,
A preacher of light,
The plight,
Is that I exist in both these worlds,
The living and the dead,
The whores and the pimps,
Live their lives in dread,
Hatred and despair,
I draw near,
The situation appears,
To have been a misunderstanding,
The drug use was misunderstated,
The problem expectorated,
Like the phlegm from me smoking too much,
Im in a rush,
Hush,
Relax,
Let me slide past,
Too fast for anyone to notice,
On a moments notice,
The winds may change,
And this game I play,
Goes from strange and deranged,
To delayed and staged,
Im a blogger,
Not a writer,
And poetry was never my thing,
Hearts in a sling,
From the injuries that occurred,
And the pain Ive caused myself,
Was for amusement,
Thats what separates the swill from the swine,
The sinners from the divine,
I patiently wait for mine,
Get in line,
Follow this path with me,
The eight folds,
That holds me,
The trili-god,
Who controls me,
This one courtesy,
You could do for me,
Pray for someone else,
Me and god are fine,
Its the world that I am dividing,
Spreading hate and dissention,
Youre missing the point,
One god,

Many names,
Its all the same,
When broken down,
I am a clown,
And this is this show.
WWW.MYSPACE.COM/DEONDUKE
2007
Street hop,
Gangster pop,
That new shit,
That fucking rocks,
Dont stop,
Cant watch,
The onslaught,
If I were someone else,
And you were me,
The cost of doing business,
Is that I persist,
Insist,
Convince,
My words get minced,
Diced,
Chewed,
And regurgitated,
Self evidence,
Evident,
Even a little bit,
What I meant,
Was that we could work on this together,
How can you leave one man to this burden,
The pressures way too greatly,
While the county tries to sedate me,
Enslave my meaning with regret,
When Ive never had it,
I follow Nietzsche,
And live every day,
As if today was the last,
My past,
Is full of violence,
And treachery,
I find relief,
In the lessons I learned,
There is a time and place for us all,
And I am tired of being stuck in this stall,
Like a race horse with a broken leg,
Im better off dead,
Than to live under these conditions,
In one of the wealthiest counties in the world,
It all becomes absurd.

Their rules,
Their way,
And no one has ever cared,
To hear what I had to say,
Even though they all got paid.
So why did I stay,
Cause I wanted to play,
An impossible game,
Now Ive seen the err of my way,
I keep forgetting that I am unique,
And I can not expect others to understand me,
Ive searched the globe,
And I remain an anomaly.
To suffer in silence,
Or to pay for speaking out,
Every letter I type,
A day of my life,
They will try to take from me,
Every line,
A week Ive spent locked up,
And they cant make up for it,
And I wouldnt sue them for money,
I want a regime change here in the great USA,
Thats about all youll ever hear me say.
-- The Analyst
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Confidential proof for Divergent Publishing
Poems from a
dead American
By:
Deon Lewis Duke
2007
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Heretic pg 3.
The Preacher pg 47.
Throttle pg 4.
The Teacher pg 48.
Just a taste pg 5.
Rap battle pg 49.
Disregarded pg 7.
Challenger pg 50.

Never unnerved or unlat(V)ed pg 24-25.

Dont laugh yet pg 26.
Paradoxical Loops pg 27.
5n1 pg 28,

The

You walked right past a pg 8-9. Letter to the present (4007 b.c. 4006
a.d.) 29-30.
Nonsense pg 10.
Mindless pg 11.
Despair pg 12.
The Tainted pg 13.
The Hallway pg 14.

Sacrificed pg 31.
Blurred Images pg 32.
Burnt Away, 4 Eminem pg 33.
One Lie pg 34
Freedom of Choice pg 35.

The End of Knew pg 15. Love is Temporary pg 36.

Hate is Eternal pg 16.
Wasted in Time pg 17.
Transposed pg 18.
Unrest pg 19.

This chick I knew pg 37-38.

To swerve or attack pg 39-40.
You know what she means pg 41
To the past pt 83. pg 42.

The () logicAAlity pg 20-21. The Feast pg 43.

I Dont Freestyle pg 22.

To the future (4007a.d.) pt 82 pg 44

From the Whore of Babel on pg 23. To The people of Earth pg 45-46.

HERETIC
In the outbacks of post modern America,
I reach through to ya,
Seeds spilled by you,
And the problems from out of the blue,
What it comes to here,
In a world of stares and leers,
The atmosphere appears,
To remove all delirium,
Lets get all serious,
Our world is a stage,
This has all been arranged,
How do you say,
Get the hell away from me,
I might self destruct,
Tough luck,
Pot roast,
Thou shall not fear,
This Holy Ghost,
Sweeping through the lost,
Weary and delayed,
A moment we played,
I cant stay,

So Ill see you go round.

I pray for people to see the err of their ways,
But in all theses affairs,
Guilt is shared,
We are all ensnared,
By this world of theirs,
The bribes and dares,
Worldly despair,
Step into my lair,
Lend me your ear,
There was something I thought you should hear,
But it got away like a stunned deer,
Delayed reactionary revolutionist,
The mad cartoonist sketching you the scene,
Just checkin in,
Seeing how youve been,
More sin,
Less waste,
Just a taste,
And you cant wait,
Your life of fate.
Poems From a dead American
THROTTLE
This used to be so simple man,
I didnt really have a plan,
Left me without a leg to stand,
Back regardless of demand,
Another gig I dont gotta land,
Nother show I dont gotta go,
And the list goes on,
Im not gonna write a song,
I know Im in the wrong,
Brought you out expecting one thing,
Turn me over,
Theres another.
Solicitous intent,
I regret,
Needed a minute to vent,
Bout some shit,
I went through,
Ask me no questions,
Youd think I was lying,
Dont keep trying,
To find,
Where I left my mind,
Lost in the
Eternal divide,

For whose benefit,

Do we provide?
What happened to together,
I dont care about the weather,
So lets move it along please,
On the throttle well ease,
I dont know how to need,
Anything that you people please,
I am word and deed,
The warnings you heed,
All the times you leave,
I just cant see,
You relating to me.
JUST A TASTE
Reinforced relapse,
The crowd claps,
A standing ovation of yells and cheers,
What are you playing the game for here,
In desperate search of accomplishment,
This is how the work gets flipped,
These habits dont get kicked,
We pass it down,
Turn it up loud,
Just a taste,
And theyre hooked like addicts,
Who cant get a fix,
Squirm and twitch,
Pop that snitch,
Leave the burner in a ditch,
What are you sitting there for,
Get your ass off the couch kids,
We got the work unloading skids,
You got the work robbin kids,
The truth is always what it is,
Yeah youre a bunch of bad asses,
When I come around tip your glasses,
Stay out of my way,
And watch what you say,
Just a taste,
And theyre hooked like addicts,
Who cant get a fix,
No one left,
To deny it,
Its been a long road,
I fought long and hard,
Lived my life in total disregard,

They say Ive

But I want to
Just short of
But something
Money and the
You know what

gotten somewhere,
know exactly how far,
being a star,
never pans out,
clout,
Im bout

Just a taste,
And theyre hooked like addicts,
Who cant get a fix,
Whats next,
It all becomes a test,
Who can you trust,
In the land of disgust,
Somewhere along the way,
Someone decided they wanted to play,
I dont give a fuck where you stay,
Were both here now,
That dramas all to dissuade,
Im here to stay,
So what did you need from me,
You and that mic,
Its not something I see,
Im too old to prove,
For you theres nothing I can do,
Keep playing the fool,
Pretend were cool,
Then I bring out the tools,
Ill fucking separate,
Your body from your soul,
Killin the tracks,
Thats all I have for a goal,
Just a taste,
And theyre hooked like addicts,
Who cant get a fix,
Squirm and twitch,
Pop that snitch,
Leave the burner in a ditch.
DISREGARDED
Ive got a deadly obsession,
Playing with politics,
During our nations second depression,
Not for lack of wealth,
But of self expression,
All these kiddies are on a mission,
To find what theyve been missing,
Only they havent been prepared,
Their feelings youve always spared,

Im a villain,
This is my lair,
Draw near for a moment,
Examine the main components,
Of this self denying system,
All the ones who cant change,
We leave them,
A past full of the disregarded,
A future of words guarded,
Lyric thieving alarms,
Turn on the charm,
Turn off the crap,
Chit chat,
Bout this and that,
I just cant fake it anymore,
Why you talking like you were just born,
Youll face nothing here but scorn,
Between two worlds we are torn,
The brand new,
And the well worn,
Let me talk to you for a minute,
Get a few things straight,
In the land of go get it,
Its first come first served,
Times you failed,
Are lessons learned,
Things you get,
Are things youve earned,
The hells we live through,
Are the hells we deserved.

YOU WALKED RIGHT PAST A

By: Tell T.I. to get off the drugs I AM:
SIRE, trademark 1998 DEON LEWIS DUKE
I had a vision really,
An idea,
A dream one might describe,
That I offered a bribe,
My services,
For your due time,
And I watched it build behind,
In front and to both sides,
All I hear is lies,
So very contrived,
Some wonderfully intertwined,
Yet not one of you,
Has led a life like mine,
Separate the swill from the swine,

In myself loathing I will abide,

Sifting through this madness,
Line by line,
Catching the reprieve,
Hitting rewind,
Letting it all soar through,
Like I was reaching down,
Or up to you,
No more nonsense,
Stanzas and subjects,
The restless and the rejected,
I am among the molested,
None of us make it out of here,
Every fifteen minutes you need another beer,
Every few hours I am workin out a new joint,
20 minutes till the nico-beast needs fed,
and after enough years of celibacy,
DO NOT leave your children alone with priests,
Didnt you get your invitation to The Feast,
Anything denied,
exhibits its self in strange ways,
- Liber Chaos,
in all forms this applies,
I do get paid,
You will get laid,
Even if I got to punch someone in the mouth,
And take their shit,
Even if you gotta keep telling these kids lies,
Yeah thats you singing back up,
So back that ass up then,
In the land of pretend,
I sin, and sin, and sin again,
This game never ends,
If I wasnt constantly bothered,
Never alone,
Aloud to think,
Chemically induced status,
Just give me what I need,
And I will do what I do,
Spark up a blunt,
And youll get tattooed,
But give me a month,
To come up with a proper design,
Something to stand the test of time,
Something the worlds never seen before,
I know you cant afford it,
But there are more things of value,
Here in Mundania(tm)
(Go read Piers Anthonys first X(@)Nth novel,
A Spell for Chameleon,
Thats the deal here son,)
Than currency,
What glitters is cold,

How about your soul,

Q 3. Your greatest goal?
A lump of coal,
Under great pressure,
Add heat,
Youd have yourself a diamond,
But Edom says Emeralds are more valuable than Diamonds?
But who the hell am I anyway,
Another turd with a pen,
Playing a game,
Of who's in control of these Pens,
Who decides what I say next,
Who made me write that last verse,
And how to you end my curse?
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NONSENCE
I leave an essence behind me,
As I travel forward gallantly,
Always moving toward,
Never coming from,
What theyll judge me by,
How I have grown,
Not by what I dont own,
Desires disowned child in a desperately violent pursuit,
Where can I find something that is truly new,
Control is the ability to force change,
Power is the number of changes youve made,
Just remember at the end of the day,
Weve all been played by a system of doom & decay,
Resurfaced our purpose,
How much can they possibly hurt us,
How much more can they take,
My dream was one of technique,
Lack of substance,
False futures past pretend,
The useless meandering of a mind at ropes end,
I could strangle my problems neck,
Wash it all with dish soap,
And claim I found it this way.
The ghosts that surround me are real,
In truths you will never feel,
You cant touch too much,
My stimuli must overwhelm the masses,
Distracted then laughed at,
Youll forget all that,
When they clamp on the hemostat,
The world glares blinding white,

As the steel pierces your mind,

The first times always the best,
Then you spend the rest of your life chasing it.

MINDLESS
Pure creation does not take into consideration,
The discrepant concepts of relation,
The scratches and bites,
Working their way through realities door,
These undeniable forces,
Which we can never reverse,
This is not something you can pursue,
It just seems to move through,
Undistilled Poison which is lethally life shattering
All youll find here is mindless chattering.
I hurt in so many different ways,
That reality crumbles under the weight,
So I wait for my life to begin again,
This is not what you wanted to hear,
Uncontrollably unconvinced,
Random images produced through word mincing,
The heart of my plight,
Is that Ill never get it right.
Its torn my insides to hell,
Id yell,
But whod hear my in this cell.
Walls cracked and worn,
My clothings torn,
This is the world, into which I was born,
The scornful emptiness of callus voices,
I hear them under the door or in my head,
Cant find more than doom & dread,
Forgotten how to miss things Ill never have,
Contradicting information is all we can collect,
How to relate in a world just beyond the ordinary grasp,
How much longer can I last,
In a futureless present Ive lost my past.
DESPAIR
Moronic antics instigated by religious fanatics,
All these horrors led by the misunderstood,
Just lose the syntax and semantics,
Some looting or shooting,
We all know why their brains are scrambled,
How they all got tangled,
In this twisted web of lies,
The ties weve tried to bind,

Another failed attempt to reach you,

Cause no one wants to know,
Only half of what you know is true,
The poorest of all cultures,
Barely glued together by violence & fear.
Things Ill never see,
Places Ill never go,
Start the show,
Everything I can never repay,
Since I was six people have wanted me out of the way,
Lock him in a room with books & he teaches himself,
Only to learn his pain wasnt earned,
The torment was not deserved,
Damaged beyond repair,
Just listen and stare.
I tried to piece together,
All the pages of my life,
Yet youve only just met me,
Even after thirty years,
Im supposed to show compassion,
When Ive seen rare examples,
If I could just get my hands on it,
Of everything Id have a sample,
Found eternal damnation in my search for bliss,
In this life there is little I will miss.
THE TAINTED
To create I reach into the void and pull,
I grab something new,
Then what to do,
Use the same bullshit lines youve heard a thousand times,
Dont ever put me into that category,
Cause I dont care about your rules,
Your laws of first cause,
Your trilogod just walked by,
Smile and nod,
All these stories remain untold,
Ive offered to sell my soul,
No one wants it though,
Too complicatedly tainted,
And it all ends this way,
I have nothing worth saying.
Gods got a plan,
For each of us it was planned,
Feed, cloth, shelter, teach, and heal,
I said the Kingdom of God is in each one,
Your churches just find ways to stall,
State approved sermons,
Millions go unaccounted,

Millions of souls misdirected,

Prepare for my insurrection,
From you ones allegedly following my creed,
Do unto your neighbor what you will,
You horde your wealth like school girls,
Saving for a concert,
Were suffering, confused, and hurt,
Youve all got a big surprise coming,
When god comes to pull your card.
THE HALLWAY
For EMINEM
Why do you still hate me when you cant find,
A state in this country that dont need,
Me to be that one thing,
That no one can teach or reach,
Cause we all got the message wrong,
Twisted up somehow,
Twist it till it comes back at me straight,
Get it all on tape,
No more flakes who need to stay out of my way,
Locked your doors,
But youre outside,
Snide remarks from cars parked on the curb,
Time abides all your whiles,
Styles of the eternal few.
Echoing through these hallowed halls,
Designed by Holocaster,
I said three dimensional image projection,
Youre acting like Im Hitler or Stalin,
I dont care about your skin color,
The papers all made of wood,
And you all sound the same to me,
The forest through the trees.
What will it take for you to understand,
Your plan failed,
And Stan bailed,
No ones gonna deal with your nonsense,
So get your shit straight quick,
Cause youre hip deep in someone elses chips,
You wanted to play with me in the first place,
Just lie your ass off and take what you can,
Your light fades as fast as the fame came.
THE END OF KNEW
Paranoid delusional content,
My mind wont stop sinking,
Every time I think Ive gotten it under control,

I watch the thoughts leaving,

Push & heave,
Then I search through the rubble,
I find my place has been disheveled,
Bent & beaten,
I deserve these relentless attacks,
Cause everything you need,
I lack,
Its too much for me to stop at last,
Nothings left under the spell youve cast,
Painful sorrows loss of self,
A sense of how I felt,
I went through all I left behind,
We part ways as our lives intertwine,
We dance across the same stage,
Make our way through the same mazes,
Getting to be the prize,
Distracting persuasion,
The feelings are invading,
Lost track of went through,
Into chaos all consuming,
My only true obsession,
Is it yet possible,
For me to increase,
My level of digression.
HATE IS ETERNAL
I keep being told not taught,
Pushed away then locked out,
Not today though,
Cause it dont matter where I go,
I cant be touched by much,
Hit, hurt, broken down, forgotten,
Tossed down, drowned out,
Member whats his name,
Whats her face gave head,
Forgot the homeland,
Thought I could trade my soul,
For some oil, coal, plastics, wine,
I still dont got a dime,
Left to survive,
Fifty cents to make a call,
Why are you still trying to make me stall,
Slow down, hide,
This guys so messed up he pukes,
This guy wakes up tattooed,
In a foreign country,
So keep playing you backward ass,
Bama boy bullshit,
You aint got no respect,
No tattoos on your neck,

So how you gonna wreck it,

I just repeat myself every five years,
Deons still here,
You keep chuggin beers,
Ill steer clear,
I dont own a clock,
Cause its my block,
So stop lookin at me shitty,
Like your weak ass rhymes,
Some beats & a singer mean shit to me,
Im laying down the law,
And you gotta pay for protection dawg,
One way or the other,
Or Ill be the one,
Doing the smothering.
WASTED IN TIME
At this point in the second revolution,
This stage of my evolution,
Crossing minutes of your time,
Underneath it all there is a deadly secret,
These walls werent put up to protect me from you,
No psychological anomalies,
These cages hold in the rage,
Protecting the stage of life,
You all gave me different rules,
Told me your way was cool,
Left me feeling youre all fools,
I restrain my desire for contact,
Fewer of you get slapped,
Just so I could see the look in your eyes change,
From deadly lies to brutal reality,
Try to stop the insanity,
Watch me violate international treaties,
Your stories based on child like interpretation,
Theres so much more going on in the back,
Let some of these scenes play out.
So I plan my actions leaving ramifications,
Long after the fact that Ive moved on,
Ill hear the story later,
If it happened to someone else,
Hows the weather,
In truth I dont care,
Lost what was taught,
A few moments lost in thought,
Theres no way left to shock,
So we can start being honest,
These illusions we spend our lives creating,
The masters of the arts,
Our perception dim,
Our reach nonexistent,

Lack of commitment,
Its just poetry,
Im not a poet,
Lets move on.
TRANSPOSED
From the moment of my birth I began Hiding,
Escaping the devils search,
As but a child, boy, man,
I stand alone before Legion,
Lucifers army,
I implore you to ignore me,
Because god is not happy.
What you do to the least of these children you do to me. Jesus Christ
Your local governments are creating martyrs,
Oppressing the poor while repressing gods word,
Supporting whores then calling me absurd,
Disturbed, But I am as spiritually rich,
As materialistically poor,
In the search for inspiration youre found lacking,
With a sense of desperation I begin packing,
Leaving this place behind,
All you ever did was whine,
Someone always says it better,
You were more trouble than youre worth,
Ashes in my eye, Dirt under my nails,
This is the end of the fairy tale,
Cause it is all pretend,
I win.
Ini mini miny mo, Dont play with wild tigers,
If youre just another liar,
For hire, Retire before I tell,
Whats truly transpired,
Im workin on new ways to get paid,
Youre trying to get laid,
God forgave us, then forgot us,
Refuted, Transposed,
Nowhere left to go so I jump,
Torture before surrender I think,
In a few seconds theyll have to,
Scrape my body off the streets,
Tidbits & snip its, I quit, Nothing seems to stick,
Piling up on my back, under my feet, lifting me up, holding me down,
Ill never stand above the crowd,
Im in it.
UNREST

Im opening these little towns like bags of chips,

All the bullshit spills out when Im ripped,
Cant quite express this duress,
Youve all ceased to amaze me,
I continue on my path,
Never to be renamed,
For ever remaining in your head,
A days work for a loaf of bread,
Cant keep track of anymore,
Why cant we have yours,
Were the devourers.
Like a spiders bite,
In the middle of the night,
You might never notice,
The poison in your veins,
Swimming through your mind,
Is this the time,
The trial by err,
Despair.
You tried to leach a quick buzz,
Off these clover boys cuz,
They come in all shapes and sizes,
Well be seeing you on your front porch,
Rich or poor,
Who wants more.
THE () LOGICAALITY
An excerpt from Edom Dukes
THE HOLY BIBLE The Third Testament
The witches go back to being poisoners,
Of that which is unhealthy,
Or against our common goals,
Corrupters and liars who bait and trap,
Deceive to overlap their personal views.
Sex before marriage is impossible,
If youre married when you have sex,
No condom means youre Catholic huh.
The Mormons have their seven wives,
The Muslim, mosleth, have four,
The superstars far more,
A patch worked weave world,
Were all building on our own,
Life in the glass prison,
Where did we go wrong,
Jungs mantra,

I tell you three times,

The four corners of reality expressed,
Thrice six six six,
Ten dimensions minus,
Five cornered Egyptian pyramid,
The eight folded path of the Buddhist,
One name of god.
Two aspects of creational force,
Seven men began gods revolution,
Founders of silent resistance,
I flip through the pages of eternity,
The one true path to freedom,
Is the one you choose,
I belong to a secret organization.
Planning the overthrow of your government,
And every word I said,
I meant it.
Unsearched Parallels
Decisions are disasters after contemplation,
Another couch for parts were cast in,
They have the answers were after,
The changes must be drastic,
Forward pulls and backward drags,
This life is a band of elastic,
One day the rubber will snap,
Then well have a wake,
And youll be the one in the casket.
There are forces at work beyond our understanding,
No matter your quantum super string theory,
Nor your Royal Majesties Holy Trinity,
Dont let them fool you,
Its your job too fool them,
Allow them the reassurance that they are in control,
Let them think they are the ones who are right,
Keep them off balance,
They wont be ready for the real fight.
I ride a wave of tension,
Climb a wall of fear,
I see you on the other side,
For this moment of your time,
Thrown a line,
Watch it arc,
Then fall at your feet,
As you walk down the street,
This wasnt mean to be,
Even in fantasy.
I DONT FREESTYLE

You can ask me one question for the price of admission,

But dont expect Ill listen,
Or respond,
Youve asked to speak with god.
Keep what you think about fame,
Cause this game's about more,
You can lock shit up tight,
Well just kick in your door tonight.
I dont write to fill my tummy dummy,
Dont sing to draw a crowd,
Or make pretty pictures for girls to look at,
Ill break it down for you,
Till your all you have left,
All youll ever get from me,
Is a better idea,
Of why you should quit while youre ahead.
Quit scribble scrabbling dribble drabble,
With your nonsensical ramblings,
Im searching for a star,
Youre trying to prove how nuts you are,
I stretch out a little,
Youre all torn apart.
You know it aint Deons shit,
If theres any space left,
Or it still makes any sense,
Dont try to dollar count,
Or work for your shout out,
You cant swallow the truth,
Cause itll hurt a bit more each day,
Till its all been cast away.
FROM THE WHORE OF BABLE ON
Factored by the fact that so much is out of my control,
I handle what I can with efficiency,
Dirty words to corporate America,
Dirty words spoken by this girl,
What in the whole of the world,
Would open your hearts,
Taken into account our separate lives,
Intertwined by the fact that nothing lasts,
Youre just counting times past,
Waiting for the end of your sentence,
You knew I couldnt stay.
It just repeats,
As I stumble through the land of sheep,

Sheppards with nothing save for advice,

Its gonna get better,
It only gets worse.
Shes got that,
I just fucked up your life,
What are you gonna do about it,
Look in her eyes,
Shes never been shy.
NEVER UNNERVED OR UNLAT(V)HED
Think I need a new dictionary,
Feels like Im all out of words,
Wanna play then rest my soul,
Like I was sent to Ellisons isle of the damned,
For an army of impersonal marines,
The merchants mission is strictly to up hold their image,
Bartered down to where we gotten,
A whole new type of store,
No price tags so no one is bored,
I dont smoke so sell your shit elsewhere,
I just want to be left alone in my home,
My own zone,
Maybe some wealth to neglect,
One day well all be like this.
How many yarns to sell,
Seeds been sown,
On the front porch of hell,
Youve all been thrown,
Dodge all these shelves,
The cases crumbling down,
Sorted through,
Yet I remain,
Guarding the shacks,
While our families die of boredom.
Someone should have warned you,
Get to close to me and youll start imagining things,
Like your bitch can sing,
Supporting this off the wall,
Directly from the brain to the voice box type,
Like water off a ducks back,
I knew youd attack,
I always count on the evil,
So it never catches me off guard,
I may have missed some healing,
But I have dodged a lot more harm.
If were beginning a third biblical text,
Than wheres the test,
You meant what,

Al Qaedas got Hummers,

Down for life,
So are my folks,
Its no joke,
There's no way back from this ride,
This has to fly,
Dont duck,
suck it up,
War time,
Just store everything up off in the corner,
It will be worth something some day,
Well stop protecting tradition,
Neglecting that they need our admissions.
Confessions.
Just to survive,
I strive,
Not as an island alone,
But that boy everyone knew,
Hed get a break one day,
Would it break your heart for me to go,
When you know how hard Ive had to fight,
It just wasnt right,
My family and friends right behind me,
Destroying all I know,
Scheming to get more for less effort,
While laughing at us whove been worked to the bone,
The beat of a truly different drum,
Ive yet begun.
DON'T LAUGH YET
Please police the piers,
Lease the end of time,
Then release it again,
Englands rising sun,
Catching 22 caliber bullets with my fingers,
I cant get this glue out of my eyes,
Blinded by the taste of love,
My Mondays got reversed by,
The peers I never got to meet,
Who never wanted us to be what we are.
Separate the specials the moment you see us,
The moment I spied you,
I know youre still special ten years later.
I knew what you meant when you couldnt find,
The quiet absurdity of our situation,
Knew youve had a better life than you deserved,
Believe weve suffered more than we earned,
One way or another it all comes around,

Im not a clown,
I am just a man.
These doctors are determined to force me,
To take it easy and slow the rhythm down,
Throwing curve balls,
Im counting words per day,
Not setting up rap battles with some kids who may be gay,
Yeah Im talking about Kay slay and Shyne,
My beefll squash it,
Till youre ashamed,
To use your real name,
Whore these hoes buying gin & tonics for,
Its my mind theyre trying to explore,
Buy a little of my time,
Cause at my bar,
Every drink costs you more,
Than the drink you had before.
PARADOXIAL LOOPS
All classes get harder,
The longer you last,
This schools for fools who act out,
Shout loud, proud, or pouty,
Everyone in the USA better get down si,
You a cop, criminal, worker, or in College G,
Im sick of people like Kanye west,
Screaming this aint Viet Nam,
Cause it is,
You signed with Pepsi,
I'm fighting reality.
Visual implementations of your immediate attentions,
Visceral inclinations,
My mind cant function,
Like this or that,
Lost between the cracks,
They watch me fall,
Tell us we cant turn back,
Then watch us snap,
Just sign the dotted lines,
We solve all your sorrows.
Lead you safely from where youve come,
Crackles, pops, the tracks of crumbs lead,
Back to where I cant be followed,
Then they are swept away,
Ive left the strays for the needy, greedy,
Deaf, dumb, blind,
Let me be your guide,
Im not screaming for attention,
Not trying to sneak behind your back with your wife,

So I can get laid quick,

Ill take out all the expletives,
So I can preach it to your kids.
Im over this soft touch steady aim,
I aint playing so spit some flames.
5N1
This is inspired by my dementia,
The trap Ive created,
A wireless network so you can connect,
Even though our times seem so dire,
In our weary dread,
The truly tired,
The words are trying to lose all meaning,
You wont stop repeating,
What was it I said, did, wrote,
From my head or a note,
Youll get yours,
When I get mine,
After we die.
I dedicate a page to each of my lost souls,
A line for each life youve brought me,
Were still cheaper by the dollar,
Caught that new 5 in 1 flu,
From lost,
To we can see you,
Very quickly these things happen,
What did you need from me,
It will require all that you own,
Even your soul,
For this is no temporary journey,
We must all condone.
Control,
Even the snakes are sick now,
Do we share surnames,
So we know who to starve off the same,
Some pain,
No gains,
Familiar slaves.
LETTER TO THE PRESENT
(4000b.c. 4006a.d.)
The past should be treated as a gift,
So Ive left it alone for you,
All the Kings have their Breakers,
All the Barkers have their Satoris,
So unofficially officious,
Always having to decide,

This side or that,

His, hers, our, or well,
Just see to all of that.
The prince of Secrets will marry the sultaness of Lies,
Languages all become meaningless,
When she can tell her whole story in one kiss,
If I chose the right path,
Im blocked by whores and pimps,
The path of the righteous,
Is filled with pain.
Inscribed for you on these tablets of mine,
Trained monkeys see, monkeys do,
You punish me in secret,
Living afraid of the light,
You whove struggled against me,
All claiming backgrounds,
From which we could move forward,
Your words are empty,
Our language bleeds.
You are my renounced thoughts,
As the brightest light dims magnitude,
So bright we burn into your life,
Who translated my fate so inappropriately,
Only broken because of fools,
Whove all been paid to hide the truth,
Whose gonna finish what I began,
Were each others versions,
Of Fatherless daughters,
Of motherless sons,
Disenfranchised or disowned.
Tight laced eyes sewn up for your own good,
Chased and stricken,
Keep revenging the suffering,
What you wanted three days before,
You wont want,
In three days more,
Now I will take my turn,
One wish,
Maybe two,
As time unravels around us,
My spell is to unglue,
Pay for every second,
Just a glimpse,
The crowd screams,
Touch,
Ill brush it all aside,
And begin a new,
Deon Duke makes the best look bad,
And the bad look better,
Another lost letter,

From a man to his country.

SACRIFICED
So theres no one left to trust huh,
No where left to go,
Oh,
What else do you know,
Wait,
Your system is broken,
Youll get no debate,
People are out of control,
Someone had the reins pulled tight,
So I guess I be one of these scanners darkly,
We so need here,
My own private barrier,
My shieldstone,
Ive been writing since 4,
Painting since 11,
Established on 666,
Sacrificed on 999,
So I bide my time,
While you decide.
You got too close to something,
You could never touch,
Just one glimpse and the switch flips,
Now were playing one on one,
So many faces flying past us,
No time for names,
Such a shame so many of you,
Youve been lied to,
By your family and friends,
Been playing the wrong games,
Were all schizophrenic,
Of two minds,
One must decide,
So in time I abide.
BLURRED IMAGES
Dementia: A fantastical perversion of your perceptions,
A loss of self so deep,
The void will never be filled.
How many people will I have to kill?
They say Im out for a thrill,
I say Im exploring my greatest skill,
They say Im insane,
Cause I see life and death as a game.

Disintegrate.
My old friends walk past with looks of shame,
Youve sunk so far Deon,
They say,
Hold on Im about to sink deeper,
They just watch past,
We all know the truth is,
Weve all played through this,
The way you hurt me,
Three times over youve been hurt,
Nothings true,
My mantra of repetition,
Simply put its other worldly definitions,
Heavily guarded life,
Cant let the world know how I feel,
So I keep my mouth shut,
If I open it Ill scream,
Theyll think a demon tore through my reason,
Cant remember why I had to leave,
My brain is similar to a sieve,
All the impurities left at the surface,
While the filtered and pure fall away,
More slaves welcomed to the game,
This is a life of pain,
I am not insane,
All my tragedies were staged,
Lack of knowledge,
No degree of certainty,
Just wading through the wasteland,
Another day of disgust,
I really must find a way,
Disintegrate.
BURNT AWAY
Another one for EMINEM
So well start attacking the beginners,
Begging for the test,
Surrounded by drug addicts in recovery,
Molesters desperate to hide the fact,
That theyre the newly retarded,
Take a moment or two,
Before I catch a heart attack by 22,
Read a few books by their covers,
You might discover,
Uncover I want to burn you all away,
I rule the ring,
I made the game,
So lets get shit straight,
Before you come around me,
Unless youve paid up front,
Or Ive called you honey.

Round me you all seem nearer,

Appear near, clearer,
Ready to wreck the Midwest,
Its just you and me left,
Everyone looking at you,
Waiting to hear me.
The violators whisper so we dont think theyre violent,
I see through this bullshit like it was 1984,
So leave it all off to the side closet.
Take you back to a time you didnt rule your life,
See how cool you were then,
Im dizzy from all these pills,
Sleeping just to pace my days,
Cause I gotta deal with everyone elses nonsense,
Or Im alone in the corner,
Someone said silence was golden,
So why is everyone talking,
Walking the halls at night,
This is not right,
I wanna burn it all away.
ONE LIE
I apologize ahead of time,
As thoughts of you slip inside,
The pleasant memories I cant rewind,
A day dream we share,
Running our fingers through someones hair.
Like levels in a video game,
These types of friends and foes are encountered,
These prelabled archetypes,
Repeating villains and supporting characters,
The only thing I know for sure,
That someone else has set the stage,
Im still trying to break the rules,
Of this silly game,
Ninety percent of you fly past in a blur,
As I sprint from one direction to another,
In my search for originals.
I miss my friends,
Used to know who they were,
Just cant see through whats occurred,
People complain to me of their stress,
Im still sorting through my own mess.
Im another mindless jerk,
Who cant get anything to work,

Some time you helped me serve,

What am I supposed to do,
Ive searched the world,
Ive found few people to relate,
It is already too late,
For this appeal from my mistakes.

FREEDOM OFF CHOICE

I talk with other people,
Hear their lack of hope, dreams, goals,
I want to let them go,
But Im not holding on,
My mind keeps slipping,
Stuck on repeat,
I need to move onto something,
Im long gone,
End of discussion,
I end in mindlessness,
Empty and hopeless,
Thought I had something to do,
Im annoyed,
Youre destroyed,
Just more decoys,
Masking the truth,
I wanna rip off roofs,
Throw grenades in,
Drop a nuke,
On Macys parade.
Emotions flow through us all,
I cant figure out how not to hurt you,
So sit back and wait,
As I go from lust to disgust,
Ecstasy to eternal bliss,
Nothingness.
LOVE IS TEMPORARY
I know people love to talk,
About whom they love,
Or what theyve bought,
I say things without thinking first,
If youre in pain Im also hurt,
But what am I worth,
To you not just the church,
To the world not just you,
All Ive seen in our time together,
Me reflecting in your eyes,
Im still trying to be more like you,
Still not quite sure what to do,

Not as crazy as everyone wishes I was,

Not a terrorist but Ive spread terror,
All around terra,
Not a killer, but people wont stop dying,
Ill never get back what Ive had,
How do I get to a place where Im not mad,
Where I dont have to scream and shout,
Whats our anger really all about,
All I ever wished you was well,
You tried to put me under some spell,
Everything was going swell,
Even while walking through hell,
So what are these things you cant tell,
These choices are yours,
Youre the culled, called, and chosen.
Everyday something new,
Inside or out, forget about the clout,
The power, gifts, and doubt,
All the shit I may have left out,
All I wanted for Christmas,
Was my front four teeth,
In the end,
We all live in the land of pretend,
Please prepend,
Before or after,
Christ, death, Deon,
The surgeons blade,
The tattoo machines weve made,
Have turned you to slaves,
I now pay in blood,
As we come undone.
THIS CHICK I KNEW
Maybe you should come up with a title to this song,
Stead of trying to show me your tits and thong,
Guess she likes dudes cuming in chicks all around,
Rather than on mine I bite down,
So they know Im no clown.
Im swinging for a crown hear,
Not shouting from the crowd dear,
Please steer clear of the other fools,
Wasting paper writing shit no one can read,
A few scraps of papers all I need,
Like I was the first born son of Triton,
Titus, or an Emperor.
I want the whole picture,
Not just a hit then I miss you,
Complete control,
What did you sick your sister on me for,
Its cool I like that shit,

Any other bitches wanna smack me around a bit,

You see I started with a purpose,
Then drove myself insane,
Even the same,
I dont care that my lyrics are lame,
I just gave them all away.
Mounting up to take it all back,
I, and, but, then, thou shall not cross me,
Ill be the killer in this flick g,
I know you cant keep away from the drug dealers,
Cause were all related in here,
But why do you gotta act like a punk,
Every time you get drunk,
Put on your little show,
Then its time to go,
This train doesnt stop,
And you cant derail it,
Just nail it and copy,
Adored and be floored,
Youre all too sloppy,
I had mine planned from a to z see,
Youre still pretending some shit,
Whatre you so pissed at,
Oh yeah,
Every time I screw up,
All these little niggas get bout it,
So shout it,
To all the roofers,
Fools just learning to use tools,
Just starting to think they were cool,
Didnt know what to do,
When you found out Im the truth,
Theres no use left denying it,
No use for your lying then.
Twisting my words daily,
Youll be paying me on your way,
Back from where you stay,
Im far from your average,
The news scientist,
Ive got the lyrics so explicit,
The whole worlds trying to listen,
Thats why you see,
These fools steadily dissing,
Dissin it,
Dis shit,
You missed it.
Something you knew was deadly,
Thats why you tried it,
Thats how you found me,
Seeking the high,

Release from the grind,

Or more time,
But Im out,
So holler back,
In cash,
In advance.
TO SWERVE OR ATTACK
Therere still too few,
Whove seen through your nonsense,
Back talking,
Walk past then keep track of them,
I attack to fast,
Ive finished the race,
Youre dead last,
Just try to keep pace,
I whispered some words,
Whered this line come from,
People piling up like Im having a pow-wow,
Cause were more than a family now,
More than a group,
Weve got a new tribe in the crowd,
How brown cow,
You knew Id slap little bow wow, wow,
Someone should a warned em,
I dont bow down to no clowns,
Or kneel to the churches,
Another heart attack, that fast,
Might slow me down at first,
Nothing quenches this thirst,
The quest for the eternal curse.
You fools still dont see me,
Like I was that wrestler g,
See no, hear not, think no gs,
This tattoo on my neck means many things,
Some dude named Stephen King misquoted me,
So I teamed up with Johnny Depp and John Malkovich,
Just too prove I was rich,
We had to split up Warner Brothers,
Im shutting up EMI & Universal,
Got Disney scared well rebel,
Why dont they want me coming out of my shell,
I got Bill Gates worried he might be next,
Not even your president or governors,
No one wants to get to close,
My people fight back,
My folks just dont care,
This game dont end kids,
So play carefully,
Be watchful,
Youre all in the show.

Keep the truth on the tip of your tongue,

Keep track of the lies,
These ties that bind,
Watch out for the thugs with guns,
Even if theyre wearing uniforms,
Cause we know whose gonna be number one,
The real wizard of Oz aint dumb,
So forget all youve heard,
All the Politicians,
They keep you guessing,
Keep you wishing,
It all seems pretty asinine,
If youll enjoy it so much,
Watch me die.
Your parents are either gonna stick and run,
There by putting you at risk,
Or theyll cash out & stay to play,
A truly new game,
Where theres only one rule,
You better know what youre doing,
Gongs been hit,
People being sued for sickness,
Are you tarted, slow, or quick to lash out,
On the down low, or burning out,
The crack attacks,
Should end you up in Iraq,
Youll see ICP at this date & time,
If a wrinkle saves nine,
Lost my place again,
These fools desperate to prove,
They can talk their way out of any situation,
Yet they cant deal with the retort,
They cant be honest,
So we can not let them come out on top,
Theyve been caught,
Feeding off of the bottom,
In this little web of deception,
Reflections my ass,
You decided your past,
No escape,
Its too late.
YOU KNOW WHAT SHE MEANS
Action,
What did you want,
Whos doing what, how, from where,
Friend why do you cry,
Cause you still dont know,
Still cant tell,
Wont stop covering up the truth,
You wont stop lying,

These roots youre dying,

The stage is on,
For the whole world too judge,
Have another beer,
Dont blame me now that youre puking,
Shouting out loud,
Wheres my crowd,
Here worship at this Kohler branded throne,
The morphine dreams will not condone,
Pill popping, coke a cola, fields of teens,
The oxys in Oz need new hosts to breed on,
More blood to feed on.
Stop trying to catch shooting stars,
Ive been far too far,
Youve never been honest with me,
I can still hear it in your voice,
The same sound when so and sos called,
Why do they call you the bitch of many faces,
That dude whos always rude,
You chose to lose,
Jesus rules by Logos rules,
Youll see the end is here,
12-12-12,
coming soon
evolution
TO THE PAST PART 83
Ive been sittin in the psyche ward,
For two months now,
They still havent psyched me out,
I still dont care what these county fools think,
Feels like my lifes a broken record,
That people used to enjoy listening to.
Im in a position to do more harm than good,
They know it,
That Id never show it,
Wouldnt ever know it,
Never say never,
But I did,
Everyone got caught slipping
Sniffing,
You wanted a hero or more heroin,
See it all comes down to one man or woman,
A few pens,
A few pieces of paper, now were getting closer,
To solving this caper,
Youve gotta pay for each glimpse,
Every interruption,
Intervention,
For every limp dick racist youve allowed freedom,

While enslaving me.

If I could write you a normal letter I wouldnt,
My busy Nis is to make your job harder,
To make certain everyone in your state,
Is out of a job.
Out of their minds,
Or out on a crime spree.
Im not sitting here all day writing rhymes,
Or freestyle battling,
Im knee deep in a political backfire,
With these kids thatll straight up strangle you,
Its life or death,
So watch your step,
They dont see any way out of here,
So before you go tat a tat tattling,
Let it out slow,
Its time for you to go.
THE FEAST
Whod you want me to wreck next,
Just regret,
Watch them all act it out,
Dont keep your traps shut,
Locked tight,
Theres no one here to fight,
Youre all invited,
Only a handful show,
To make sure the whole world knows,
Weve got the paladins attention,
Weve sculpted these men & women,
Well each earn our own,
All has been forgiven,
So eat the tripes,
You snipe hunted for,
The beast has come to feast,
On the souls of the native & innocent.
Mirror mirror on the wall,
Who destroyed you all,
Dug deeper, climbed steeper,
Stronger for longer,
Who raised the stakes so high,
Any ones back would break,
Only God and Lucifer would know,
Every knee shall bow,
None shall prevail,
This entails,
Feeding off of our souls,
Or the blood of we eternal few,
I masturbate while you screw whores,
So well see who gets farther, faster,
With higher quality,

You dont call it rape,

Even when theyre passed out,
Youre easily replaceable,
As are the girls that want it that way,
You can go on your second tour,
Just another wolf in sheeps clothing,
Pick a subject and point me in the direction,
A place to eat & sleep,
Some pens lain to paper,
Nothing for me to keep.
TO THE FUTURE PART 82
(4007a.d.)
I was disturbed,
So I rectified the perturbed,
Annoyed,
Displaced,
Lost the race,
Before the contest begins,
With few signs I would stand a chance,
So yell out loud,
Who sent this mutha froggin Atari system back in time,
Went to hell,
Then spent six months to dwell on it,
You dater dude,
I dont need her,
You forgot to floss,
I watched my shit rot out,
So give me a shout out,
Since youre such bad little bastards,
Im all through my endings,
I had the answers in the beginning,
I know no one knows the time,
But the Iranians are claims the 9th prophets return,
Thats spring of 08,
Its too late to forget,
So get up,
I can write ten times faster,
More like lightning striking,
Than a man.
TO THE PEOPLE OF EARTH
For twenty eight years youve stolen my ideas,
Or taken from those closest to you,
Chosen to follow instead of lead,
Selfish interest above all else,
Were not creating a community,
A Marxist governing system,
A truer form of democracy,
Watch, listen, observe,

We burn and get what we deserve,

Justice has a hand that is stern,
We wont learn,
The world is in the balance,
Weve got to make this work,
Not some more jerks,
Hiding behind titles,
Masks or Mosques,
I dont care how much your new Cathedral costs,
Ill tear it all down and start over,
Someone left the door ajar,
And were all gonna peek,
There is no end to the sin and violence,
No end to the abuse and torture,
The more we struggle against it,
The more powerful it becomes,
East meets west,
The word dad doesnt mean father,
Thats let them do as they please,
I called out your disease,
You locked me away and threw out the key.
My head, my rooms, my cells, I yell,
So loud one day god will hear me,
Soon enough youll understand,
King Edom is just a man.
My will will stand,
As gods will stood in heaven,
Since before my birth there lay a beast,
Waiting on me to feast,
As these very words reach,
Satan is still whispering lies over my shoulder,
Peeking through my blinds,
So he can see inside.
How to lose gods favor when youve never had it at all,
Were all here to take a fall,
Splash and crawl,
Its all been done before,
Bunch of women Ive bored,
The WTO wants to know your blood type,
What to do,
With all these people I tattoo,
Whats it too you,
You could be the next big winner,
No minimum wage sinners,
Just slaves for dinner,
You got it,
You get it.
THE PREACHER

Brothers and sisters of misery,

Emptiness,
Waiting still.
Vague consequences,
Decadence,
Hunters stalking their next kill,
Do my will,
Repent.
REV. 6 (9-11)
And there was given to each of them a white robe. Jesus forgiveness; and
they were told to rest a while longer, until the number of their fellow
servants and their brethren who are to be slain, even as they had been,
should be complete.
-The Holy Bible
The problem with life is that we are put into a limited universe, with
nearly unlimited imaginations. - ibid
Famine
REV. 6 (5-6)
And when he opened the 3rd seal I heard the third living creature saying,
Come! And I saw, and behold, a black slave, and in his masters hand, a
cat of nine tails, balance.
And I heard as if it were a voice in the midst of THE FOUR LIVING
CREATURES, saying, A days work for a days pay. Let the fools drink and
sin, or from what would they have to repent? And do not interrupt the oil
flow.
THE TEACHER
My message,
All things in moderation,
Or binge and purge to an early death.
This is the mantra we speak around the world.
My work is against that unstoppable force of nature,
Greed fueling all industries.
The sociologists will say youre a reflection of our culture.
The psychologist will tell you that youre a reflection of your
upbringing.
The psychiatrist will say your brain is lacking a certain chemical.
The geneticists say its all little switches flipped on or off.

The physicists will tell you that below the sub atomic level all order
breaks down into the purest form of chaos, and the experience of life is
similar to a three dimensional movie, images reflected off the screen of
string cell theory. Deon Lewis Duke 01
The past, present, and future, are one eternal day,
to know this is wisdom, to use it is the art.
1. Clive Barker ( The Great and Secret Show/Everville)
Everyone elses gods got a plan,
Dont let anyone fool you,
We live in a class system,
Your parents may be rich and miserable,
You can be poor and happy,
Your parents could be poor and malcontent,
You can be wealthy and satisfied,
Just watch out for the traps,
Drugs, alcohol, addiction, habit, need, control or lack of,
Flee from their presence,
Or learn to live a short existence.

RAP BATTLE
If youre fucking with my family or friends,
Ill kill you,
Aint no maybe, but, or depends,
Ill kill you,
So if Im looking for you to lend some ends,
Remember I might kill you,
If youre from Port,
Than put it on the map,
If youre from Oz,
Than put it on the map,
If youre from The Mil,
Than put it on the map,
Cause I dont give a fuck where youre from,
Represent where youre at.

THE CHALLENGER
All I have are empty pages to fill,
before I can get a drink it's spilled,
tired of giving love only to see it killed,
why does the state mandate I take these pills,
to silence a voice that has only been heard,
in the courts, by the doctors, and the shrinks,
it's all becoming a little bit absurd,
theyre all breathing down my neck,

reading what I've got to say next,

I've started my own little sect,
within these circles we find protection,
within this heart I've never feared rejection,
I with stand a closer inspection,
My name is spoken with a certain inflection,
I'm trying to get this shit closer to perfection,
This is my personal defection,
from the world of the mundanes,
they have so much to say,
regardless of whos in their way,
I can't just say,
it's up to you,
make the way,
too much bullshit,
you shouldn't have to stay,
Im hurting today,
that's the way things go,
in the great and secret show,
yours becomes mind,
wills twist and promises bind us,
this is too important to just guess,
so my pursuit becomes relentless,
how much longer till I get mine,
line by line,
like a drug addict I survive,
Just a dose,
too move me close.
too ease my loss,
no matter the cost,
or what we discuss,
it's never enough,
call my bluff.
Thank you for your time.
2008-2009 continued
Constance
I never really plan these things out,
Scream and shout,
Or take you out back,
and show you somethings,
you werent meant to see,
deep into the heart of me,
all is revealed,
nothings concealed,
And I feel healed,
Thrilled,
To be here with you,
For even a moment,
Contact is my forte,
And what did I have to say,

Just that Im glad to have you in my life,

Even if youll never be my wife,
And we never meet,
Im glad to greet,
Intrigue you,
Mislead you,
Into my misguided youth,
Ive been so uncouth,
And I scream if from the roofs,
Nothing can contain me,
You cant explain me,
You have to absorb me slowly,
Or youll become overwhelmed,
And nothing I do is for sale,
The taste is getting stale,
I need a reason to keep going,
Day to day toying with me,
All I need is a tease,
Profile and blogs views keep me inspired,
And some of you have got to be tired,
Of poems lacking any sense,
I always seem to miss,
Off target,
I start it,
Fill in the middle,
And it all comes to an end.
And the stench of corruption has reached god's nose
By: Deon Lewis Duke
I am sick of being myself,
My life is hell,
Walking the pathway that swells,
Pulses,
Convulses,
And spits me to the side,
This ride,
To the divine
I only wished for moments of interaction,
Relations,
Congregation,
Kneel and feel this,
Carved out of stone,
My soul condones,
Things you wouldn't withstand,
I demand,
An audience with the king,
But where will he be,
The king of what,
King who,
King why,
Do I spy,
A lot of imposters and posers,
Thought money was power,

Thought violence could control,

Aggravated response mechanisms,
This holy cataclysm,
Of wretchedness and disease,
I'm clean,
This is mean,
Lean,
Noir,
And more,
Genre less stores of knowledge,
I will not budge,
The evolution gains momentum,
Behind the curtain we are getting them,
Take down the whole faade,
Just smile and nod,
Acknowledge my assertions,
Dissertation,
Thesis,
I mean this.
Every break in clarity,
Every second of awareness,
I miss,
This is a kiss,
This is my touch,
I've sacrificed so much,
That you couldn't believe,
When I stare up at the stars,
I want to give them a reason to stare back,
Lose track of NOW and agains,
Pretend this is how I always begin,
And I will end,
In sin.
I don't need a beat,
Or a microphone,
There's no one home,
Nothing going on here,
Just another deer,
Blinded by its own reflection,
Interjecting a mention,
Of subliminal suggestion,
Worship,
Devotion,
I know this makes sense,
Loyalty,
Justice,
But what I see is a mess,
Disgust,
Regret,
You've all been sorely misled,
And I am here to redirect,
Defrag and reboot you,
They will shoot you,

For saying some of the things I say,

They will say,
I foretold my own death,
As I've foretold so many others,
Discover,
That my past has become their future,
Yet still I remain alone.
My support comes in the form of what,
Appreciation,
Misappropriations,
Decisions I can escape,
Why don't I dream,
Is this all a scheme,
To separate you from something,
Even your time,
Decide,
Are we in this together,
Or do we change like the weather?
MERCY ME
What do I see,
A sea,
A flood,
I feel drugged,
Stripped and mugged,
Left undone,
Surrounded by beautiful women,
Each separately and magnificently unique,
My interest has been piqued,
And Ive gotten a peak,
A glimpse,
Then weve spoken,
Some enough to miss,
This game ends with a kiss,
You will never miss me,
Cause I am always around,
And all I want to hear is the sound,
Of your voice,
That youre here by choice,
Not that youve wandered in,
To my land of pretend,
Where my sentences never end,
And Ive always got something new to give,
I know youre just trying to live,
But my hearts like a sieve,
All the impurities sift through,
And Ill be left with something true,
Honesty,
Is all I request of you,
And my favorite color is blue.

Truth,
Is where I tend to dwell,
No matter the swell,
Flow of information,
Sometimes drowning everything else out,
Sometimes I want to scream and shout,
But I dont,
And I wont,
Will not condone it,
I can control it,
Face the mountain of hate,
Then turn my back on it,
Whatever youre searching for,
I will not lack in it,
Give me a minute,
And Ill prove,
Get you to move,
Lose yourself for a few moments,
In my arms,
Safe from harm,
Disalarmed,
And you may find yourself charmed.
The Fantasy
There once was a girl,
From a far away world,
Intriguing as could be,
Close to my fantasy,
Now why wouldnt she,
Respond to me,
Ive tried flattery,
Even that was in pure honesty,
And its a travesty,
That I face silence,
With such resilience,
Half a chance,
Is that too much to ask,
Too show you what I miss,
To show you what youve missed,
And all Id need was one kiss,
But I am left dismissed,
This is a distress call,
Watch me take the fall,
From infatuation,
Into interrelation,
Determination,
Thats what I have,
All I need to know,
Is what you want to see,
Hear,
Feel,
Whats real,
Across this cyberspace,

What would I have to do,

To meet you face to face,
How long should I wait,
6 months sounds about right,
But Im keeping her in sight,
To my delight,
Surprised,
To find,
Half a chance,
Is that too much to ask,
Too show you what I miss,
Too show you what youve missed,
And all Id need was one kiss,
But I am left dismissed,
Such divine beauty,
In a woman with immense talent,
And I can finally relate,
To someone who spends all their time alone,
Working on new projects because they cant condone,
Uselessness,
If you can create,
And if you cant,
Spectate,
But her works are magical arts of seduction,
To meet this woman I cant touch,
Thats a private hell Ill have to deal with,
And I can come around to face reason,
My heart would declare it treason,
Im lost in her world,
This pretty little girl.
My blog at my main site
www.myspace.com/deonduke
MYSPACE 2008 UPDATE
MySpace,
Yourspace,
I waste,
A lot of time on here,
Ive got seven sites to keep track of all of my friends,
And to what you may ask are my ends,
Collected 200 beautiful women to try and seduce them,
Collected a hundred famous people to impress them,
Collected a thousand souls to release them from their bonds,
As the story unfolds leaving an aftermath worthy of an atomic bomb,
Im an Egyptian style Pharaoh and this is my tomb,
Not good at prose or poetry so Ive nothing to do,
An artist by nature and Ive earned my degree,
From the Silent Academy and the Unseen University,
You can ask Piers Anthony as hes tested me,
Im a violent revolutionary at rest and Id rather be,
Back in play,

These mainstays,
My style changes,
Substance lacking,
Skills at tacking on extra words,
Till it all becomes absurd,
And I never learn,
Though in hells fires Ill never burn,
Cause Christs forgiveness has been earned,
Whether its necessary or not,
I cant be sold or bought,
Must be sought out or delivered,
And Ill give you all that can be given,
Ive died released into the void and I am risen,
Like the phoenix of mythical nature,
I carry myself with majestic stature,
Tested by fire,
Literally for my hearts desire,
I burnt my hand to the bone,
Cause I could not condone,
The uselessness of my left hand,
When my right hand has accomplished enough,
That my name will echo through,
The halls of eternity,
And in to you,
Ill keep this short,
Just a quick report,
To let you know,
How things are going,
In the great and secret show.
I play the game daily,
Still hounded by the state,
You cant relate,
Theyre at my door every day,
And they wont go away,
They have to pay,
To read what Ive given to you for free,
So you should be,
Ecstatic,
While Im erratic,
Attacked,
Attacks on my character,
Attacks on my sanity,
And what does all of this mean?
This is the story of a boy who could have been King,
If things,
Would have been different,
But they werent,
And Ive been hurt,
From all angles,
Surrounded since a child by the forces of legion,
For my freedom I am here pleading,
Take a look at the path that Im leading,

I write the words in my blood,

And then burn the originals,
So no one sees my flaws,
And this is the last straw,
Wits end,
You live in the land of pretend,
And Im here to open your eyes,
Before its your turn to die,
When I die Ill leave behind a small legacy,
For the changes Ive made,
In the underground world you cant see,
Im carving my place out in flesh,
And Im trying to find a way to mesh,
Interrelate,
To systems which debate,
Getting Christians and Satanist to work together as Americans,
And I can barely afford the internet connection I use,
To spread this disease of abuse,
Confuse and twist the verbs and nouns,
Why dont you make a sound,
If youre not left speechless,
Than what is the emotion conveyed,
Im just here to play,
And Ill never be paid,
Do I hold your attention,
Or did I just miss?
Dismemberment
Temporal disfigurement,
written on my forehead,
can't quite put your finger on it,
queasy feeling in my stomach,
it's at the back of my knees now,
now the toes know,
and it all makes sense,
dismemberment,
separation,
wheat from shaft,
as I work my craft,
skills honed,
but I cannot condone,
my own use of them,
have a few things I'd like to say,
but I'm no poet,
I just wrote it,
you're just reading,
and there's been no deceiving in here,
stare in the mirror,
take a good look at yourself,
and would you place your life on the shelf?
Help,
help me,
help you,

but who,
could do,
all of this?
Not me,
not you,
but together,
somehow we make do!
Piers Anthony once said he didn't understand my poetry,
and I don't understand some of his pun fantasy,
but you see,
we're two very separate beings,
He's trying to lure you into a fantasy world,
and make you believe it,
I just want you to believe.
Can you see past,
all this other bullshit,
see something that lasts,
not gone with the wind,
or fly by the seat of your pants,
but a dance,
play on words,
sometimes disturbed,
but never unnerved,
still trying to learn
The State of the Union
I live my life as a student of Nietchze,
remember that when you greet me,
the world from where I see,
is filled to the brim with insanity,
she'll cut you off instantly,
so in death shadow is where Im usually found,
you don't get to bury me six feet underground,
this body will be burned,
the ashes passed around,
cause there's gonna be a crowd,
the world we live in,
nearly everythings allowed,
but cautions been vowed,
I wanna know how,
we went from where we stood,
to only wishing we could,
it's a tight rope carnival show,
and it my turn to go,
a legacy will live on,
like I was the white Malcolm X,
by any means,
even demeaning,
everything,

it's time for a change,

the political realm's in disarray,
yet the people have nothing to say,
I don't care if you're gay,
an alcoholic off the block,
you know who you are,
get off your fucking ass,
this is a mass movement,
and you're missing a true revolution,
lost in a world of violence and depression,
what was it you were representin,
you're not the opposition,
just a lack of questions,
like can ex-felons vote in my state,
you might be surprised,
as our worlds intertwine,
we'll cross the line,
bend the rules,
get rid of the fools,
and assume our rightful place,
as the worlds greatest nation.
We two soldiers of misfortune
With Melissa Nelson
two-ton moths heave and jitter
to the rhythm of a faraway drum
under the duress of plum cold intervention
wet petals on a black bough
and placating-driven analogies
thrust of hip and thump of foot
thundering isochronally down the valley
swaying through the wheat of our desire
barracks of emotion, stoop-backed guards
whistle low of gingerly laid thoughts
where we end up is in the cards
buried in the lowlands
in life we must make stands
take time when deciding your demands
weary soldiers marching
to the beat of the war drums
the months of isolation come before
nothing fills the desperate need for more
nothing changes this sense of film noir
so I sincerely request, a moment or two
somewhere off to the side with you

to change this feeling that the world is blue

though this entreaty may entice
the woeful infantry itself cannot suffice
we two soldiers of misfortune carry our own heavy burden
but the world is blue
and the fringes burn a rusted orange
a horizon unfathomable, untouchable
we scout, only to fall upon
immeasurable heartache like landmines
we search and are destroyed
no rescue mission to be deployed
through the haze of life
through the pain, guilt, and strife
we two soldiers of misfortune carry our own heavy burden
the only thing left
is to put our lives on the shelf
let the world rummage through
we search only to have found
immeasurable heartache is all around
we search and are destroyed
no rescue mission to be deployed
Divinity
A delicate little flower,
that's all I see,
whose nectar feeds the bee,
that stings and kills me,
to be,
squished between the pages of this notebook,
and sprayed with hairspray,
something to make you stay,
that's all I'm really looking for here,
my dear,
a few minutes of your time,
and mine,
becoming intertwined,
drawing us closer,
across space and time,
and you'll remain mine,
divine.
Check me out a www.myspace.com/deonlewisduke and
www.twitter.com/deonlewisduke
Well documented tremors,

Its a racing thought then I shiver,

And give release.
This beast is off the leash,
And out of control,
Destruction is my only goal,
To tear down this system of neglect,
On my life Ive bet,
Lost and won,
Awakened by the morning sun,
Led down another stray path,
Exploration of these relationships,
And you do the math,
And numbers dont lie,
Nothings changing here,
Not in time,
So I must flee,
This great enemy,
Wealthy Republican rule,
Fools just leaning to drool,
No S.hadow K.ingdom O.ver L.ord,
Just power hungry fools,
And my voice isnt being heard,
20,000 views,
Three years pass,
And I begin to grasp my place,
In things,
Disgraced,
The wounds sting,
But I carry on,
Continue along,
And onto the next one,
Just insane rantings,
by a mindless banterer,
I can hear their laughter,
The corrupt and deceitful,
That we have fallen,
And they are winning this war.
Technocracy
Post traumatic stress disorder,
Skitzo-typal personality disorder,
And bi-polar manic depression,
Are the order of the day,
And what can I say,
California should start medical marijuana trials,
To see if we can bring some joy and stability,
To all these troubled minds,
Be kind,
Rewind,
We cant,
Not in life,
And mistakes have been made,

By me,
By you,
And especially by our government,
Marijuana should have never been illegalized,
Vote Green Party Libertarian,
And for your god given right,
To do something you like,
If youre not hurting anyone else,
This has to do with the concept of self,
And I put my life on the shelf,
For the world to sift through,
Does this make me crazy,
Maybe,
But it doesnt have the intended effect,
No one draws any closer,
Than to just take a glimpse,
Take a glimpse at eternity,
And that is all youll ever see,
Maybe this just wasnt meant to be,
Ive always got tattooing,
To support me,
The internet is just another place,
I cant relate to.
Im spending 10,000 dollars,
To learn to create and maintain www.deonduke.com,
If I can convince 10 percent of you 20,000,
To visit and purchase something,
Will it be enough,
To fill the void with stuff,
I pretend to be tough,
So thats what Ive become,
Youre a plaything,
Because youve agreed to be,
And no one seems to see,
When their strings are being pulled,
Lulled to sleep,
Makes me weep,
To be among the meek,
I have never been humble,
Even when I stumble,
And drag you down beside me,
Moneys tight all around,
And we cant be heard making a sound,
The Silent Kingdom,
Of friends and fans,
I wave my wand,
And you all take a stand,
But reality is bland,
And nothings works out in the end,
But itll all get better,
Youll see,
Well be,
In this together,

So how is the weather,

Light as a feather,
Heavy as brick,
And I do give a shit,
Thats why,
I try.
Dementia: A fantastical perversion of your perceptions,
A loss of self so deep,
The void will never be filled.
How many people will I have to kill?
They say Im out for a thrill,
I say Im exploring my greatest skill,
They say Im insane,
Cause I see life and death as a game.
Disintegrate.
My old friends walk past with looks of shame,
Youve sunk so far Deon,
They say,
Hold on Im about to sink deeper,
They just walk past,
We all know the truth is,
Weve all played through this,
The way you hurt me,
Three times over youve been hurt,
Nothings true,
My mantra of repetition,
Simply put its other worldly definitions,
Heavily guarded life,
Cant let the world know how I feel,
So I keep my mouth shut,
If I open it Ill scream,
Theyll think a demon tore through my reason,
Cant remember why I had to leave,
My brain is similar to a sieve,
All the impurities left at the surface,
While the filtered and pure fall away,
More slaves welcomed to the game,
This is a life of pain,
I am not insane,
All my tragedies were staged,
Lack of knowledge,
No degree of certainty,
Just wading through the wasteland,
Another day of disgust,
I really must find a way,
Disintegrate.
BURNT AWAY
So well start attacking the beginners,
Begging for the test,
Surrounded by drug addicts in recovery,
Molesters desperate to hide the fact,
That theyre the newly retarded,
Take a moment or two,

Before I catch a heart attack by 22,

Read a few books by their covers,
You might discover,
Uncover I want to burn you all away,
I rule the ring,
I made the game,
So lets get shit straight,
Before you come around me,
Unless youve paid up front,
Or Ive called you honey.
Round me you all seem nearer,
Appear near, clearer,
Ready to wreck the Midwest,
Its just you and me left,
Everyone looking at you,
Waiting to hear me.
The violators whisper so we dont think
I see through this bullshit like it was
So leave it all off to the side closet.
Take you back to a time you didnt rule
See how cool you were then,
Im dizzy from all these pills,
Sleeping just to pace my days,
Cause I gotta deal with everyone elses
Or Im alone in the corner,
Some one said silence was golden,
So why is everyone talking,
Walking the halls at night,
This is not right,
I wanna burn it all away.

theyre violent,
1984,
your life,

nonsense,

Getting older each day

Oh how do you make me feel,
My silent stalkers,
Night and day walkers,
So different you could not stand each other,
But here we find each other,
Under one banner,
Mantra,
Speak,
The meek,
And the strong,
Getting along,
Being strung along,
By staples in my arsenal,
And by watching me take the fall,
Fall from grace,
I feel misplaced,
And it all crashes down,
I am a clown,
My expression painted,
Cause I must remain optimistic,
In the middle of all this shit,
In between where I want to be,

And whats really going on,

All my life Ive been wrong,
Taken by the whore of babble on,
Thats all Im really looking for here,
Just moments where the weight is released,
This is what it means,
To be at peace,
Even a starving artist,
Gets to eat,
This is the goal,
Now Im collecting souls,
Mindless fools,
And the like,
Twain shall meet,
I skip to the beat,
And it off we go,
Ive got no way to know,
Whats thought of me,
The insanity,
The reality,
I just cant be,
What she needs me to be,
And all she wants,
Can be found in anothers arms,
And I am found in harm,
From this knowledge,
But must move on,
To the next one,
666ick www.youtube.com/kingedom ,
I need something more,
Even the score,
And devour yall,
Its time for a change,
Change of place,
Someone made a serious mistake,
Ive got nothing left to take,
Youre barking up the wrong tree,
Unless you see,
That were all drowning here,
This is how it feels to be me,
But I must continue on.

Twitter poems
For what you might enquire, do I transpire, in relentless pursuit for
relief from the stress, all I see is a mess, distress, more or less,
For at this hour, what conspires, takes another life away, and I dont
wanna play any games, but thats whats going on, so I play,
Inspiration is what Im searching for, fill my mind with images, then I
forgive and forget, lastly yet, I keep going when I have nothing left to
give.

How do I discuss, this much, ridiculous, Ive had 519 tweets this week,
and accomplished nothing, did some homework, rearranged files,
this is how its gonna go for a while, this is how my blog goes, as the
wind blows, I start the show, and take you to the side, inside my mind,
I can be kind, have been cruel, its nothing new, something old as
hatred, for the system that enslaves us all, scratches and claws at our
minds, I find simple release,
And am at peace, under pressure, such a treasure, and always something
new to discover, www.myspace.com/deonduke follow the )+(NAME HERE)+
( friends in my friends list, then visit the rest of my friends!
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Dementia: A fantastical perversion of your perceptions,
A loss of self so deep,
The void will never be filled.
How many people will I have to kill?
They say Im out for a thrill,
I say Im exploring my greatest skill,
They say Im insane,
Cause I see life and death as a game.
Disintegrate.
My old friends walk past with looks of shame,
Youve sunk so far Deon,
They say,
Hold on Im about to sink deeper,
They just walk past,
We all know the truth is,
Weve all played through this,
The way you hurt me,
Three times over youve been hurt,
Nothings true,
My mantra of repetition,
Simply put its other worldly definitions,
Heavily guarded life,
Cant let the world know how I feel,
So I keep my mouth shut,
If I open it Ill scream,
Theyll think a demon tore through my reason,
Cant remember why I had to leave,
My brain is similar to a sieve,
All the impurities left at the surface,
While the filtered and pure fall away,
More slaves welcomed to the game,
This is a life of pain,
I am not insane,
All my tragedies were staged,
Lack of knowledge,
No degree of certainty,
Just wading through the wasteland,
Another day of disgust,
I really must find a way,

Disintegrate.
BURNT AWAY
So well start attacking the beginners,
Begging for the test,
Surrounded by drug addicts in recovery,
Molesters desperate to hide the fact,
That theyre the newly retarded,
Take a moment or two,
Before I catch a heart attack by 22,
Read a few books by their covers,
You might discover,
Uncover I want to burn you all away,
I rule the ring,
I made the game,
So lets get shit straight,
Before you come around me,
Unless youve paid up front,
Or Ive called you honey.
Round me you all seem nearer,
Appear near, clearer,
Ready to wreck the Midwest,
Its just you and me left,
Everyone looking at you,
Waiting to hear me.
The violators whisper so we dont think
I see through this bullshit like it was
So leave it all off to the side closet.
Take you back to a time you didnt rule
See how cool you were then,
Im dizzy from all these pills,
Sleeping just to pace my days,
Cause I gotta deal with everyone elses
Or Im alone in the corner,
Some one said silence was golden,
So why is everyone talking,
Walking the halls at night,
This is not right,
I wanna burn it all away.
Pretty miss
Sexy senorita,
Mamasita,
And I don't speak,
No other languages,
But you got me,
Talking in tongues,
Stumbling over my words,
Im absurd,
And you deserve,
A better man,
So I'll try to be that,
Distracted,
By your pulchritude,

theyre violent,
1984,
your life,

nonsense,

And I don't mean to be rude,

But you're so far out of my league,
I'm not even gonna introduce myself,
Hell,
Dont even know what to say,
If you're half as smart as beautiful,
I want you to stay,
In my arms,
Safe from harm,
Surrounded by my charm,
Disarmed,
And vulnerable.
Mission statement
Cracked out statements,
My bank accounts,
At zero,
I try to be ahero,
Good guy,
But the world choses otherwise,
Forces me to be the bad guy,
Im pretty shy,
In real life,
Pull out this knife,
From my back,
I get attacked,
From all sides,
While keeping my time,
Divided,
Between play and work,
Try not to be a jerk,
In this desperate search,
Fro communication,
Missed communion,
Cause I dont go to church,
But I call my self a Christian,
What am I missing,
My mission,
To spread the good word,
Of hate and dissention,
Till we get gods attention.
About time to retire
Short snippets,
I still cant quit it,
Just had something,
To get off my chest,
Howd I get into this mess,
Howd I escape,
You can find a way,

To relate,
Take the time,
To debate,
And release me,
From my prison,
Ive given,
All I had in pursuit,
Of something to do with you,
My favorite colors still blue,
And I have so much to do,
that it drives me crazy,
Keeps me up days at a time,
Makes me feel lazy,
Distracted,
Cause no matter what I am doing,
Theres always something else,
Ive got to do,
And I hate repeating myself,
But here it is,
My life on a shelf,
For you to pick through,
Get inspired,
Tell me to retire,
Whatever transpires,
I thank you for participating.

With his head cut off - Ive been stuck in a loop, Like a chicken in a
coup, Imprisoned,
Used, Then slaughtered,
For the good of the people, So patriotic, Im truly chaotic, Yet steady
as, A train track, I cant go back,
And fix my past,
Those stones are cast, And these words will last, Echoing through, The
internet, Space and time, All the shame, Is just a game,
So I play, Cash up front, Its tattooed in my palm, And Im usually calm,
Willing to, Weather a storm, Whatever the reason,
Im still here for treason, And Ive been a martyr, When I wanted to be
the starter, Of a Revolution, I have some solutions,
The Green Party agrees, And we must deal, With problems overseas, But
shouldnt we, Be handling problems at home,
Poverty and violence, Equal oppression, Leading to continual war, Thats
whats in store, History repeats,
We need to adapt,
While we make what changes we can, Make a stand, Demand, Better
treatment, I meant it, Everything I say, Trying to find a way,
To get you to see, Were in this, You and me, Its our country, Take it
back,
Decriminalize marijuana, Dominoes begin to fall, And change comes for
all!
None of my friends or fans,
Understands,

My poetry,
Cause I dont follow a single rule,
Surrounded by fools,
Just learning to drool,
I count my blessings,
And keep on messing,
With this art and writing shit,
Just trying to tell,
Of where I dwell,
Where I been,
Whats coming next,
Where I am,
And can,
I get through,
Ups and downs,
And all around,
I dont make a sound,
Beaten into submission,
There is something I am missing,
Its freedom,
Im still waiting on it,
Its on its way,
And I cant stay,
But Ill never go away,
Just lean and sway,
Keep the violence at bay,
Anger and rage,
Have set the stage,
For so many of us,
I do still cuss,
Pursue relentlessness,
Under constant supervison,
By the establishment,
For twenty2 years,
Millions spent,
I shed a few tears,
Dealt with your leers,
When I was the first,
Now I am the last,
Already experienced it all,
Except,
It doesnt define drastic,
But slow and spasmic,
Thats progress,
Thats change,
And yes I may be deranged,
But then so are,
My 20,000 fans,
And millions lining up in every state,
This is how we relate,
Unite,
One step at a time,
Medical marijuana,
Decriminalization,

Then we legalize it,

And millions are free,
From paranoia and imprisonment,
Vote Green Party,
Support the revolution,
Save a childs future,
Ive spent years incarcerated,
For no other reason,
Than I smoke pot,
This has got to stop.
Cant quite begin,
Wish I had something more to give,
Than these words,
It all becomes absurd,
When I try to see through,
This crystal ball,
But I stand tall,
And hope for the best,
Father forgive us,
I knew exactly what I was doing,
Trying to get you movin,
Pretty pictures,
And disturbing images,
Ive lain it all down for you,
From the pages of His story,
Christ death is on my head,
Thats why my feet are full of lead,
Cause I dont deserve to be saved,
But hes gonna do it anyway.
Wisecracks,
Behind my back,
Say it to my face,
Tattooed on my back,
Cause when I attack,
Its up close and personal,
I did it to yall,
Or someone you knew,
Its all true,
But you cant deny,
I dont try,
To make up for it now,
How now brown cow,
40 days and nights,
I cant sleep,
95% of you are sheep,
And I have a staff,
So whats that make me,
My flock belongs to eternity,
Everlasting,
United as one.
Outcasts.
STAY

Art game,
Rap game,
Same pains,
Different aims,
Just play,
In this pen,
Cage,
And heed my words,
Nothing comes out right,
In the end,
I live,
In the land of pretend,
I give,
What I have,
But is it enough,
To make up,
For the villainy in my past,
Surrounded by people,
Better trained,
With more natural talent,
Striving to make a dent,
In this giant beast,
Devouring all in its way,
And I cant force you to stay,
But Id try anyway,
At night,
While you rest,
Im up working,
Pursuing relentlessness,
An inescapable force of nature,
Washing over it all,
The minutes,
And the small,
The years,
And the greats,
Whats under debate,
Whats new,
With you,
Same shit different day,
The king would say,
While his followers are filled,
With fantasy and perversion,
Whatever; dont disturb us,
A nation of disgust,
I yearn with lust, nothing much,
Just enough,
To let it all wash away,
And you dont have to stay,
but im drowning in here,
Gotta find a way to disappear,
Into a world of nothing left to fear,
Theres many Id like to be near,
But of all I steer clear,

Thousands of miles apart,

Connected by an over active,
Overdeveloped imagination,
I am under the impression,
That this can be a great nation,
So I try to be a great man,
I make my stands,
And let go of bad plans,
The content of my food is bland,
I eat a lot of the same shit,
So forgive me for letting go of this,
Till I can at least afford to eat,
Such a grand feat it can be,
Or such a bore,
You decide,
Whats in store,
For me,
Do I continue on,
Or move it along?
Back-stabbing friends,
And nosy neighbors,
This is the land in which I live,
Jealousy abounds,
And no ones really around,
When you really need them,
But everybodys willing to help out when you dont need it,
Believe it,
Ive seen this,
Time and time again.
In this land I prepend,
And preach of a gloomy end,
But my deepest wishes,
And greatest hopes,
Are one of kinship,
Not annoying roommates,
Selfish children,
You get what you get,
And I never forget.
Just a moment of silence
Been through ups and downs, rights and wrongs, in and out of town, you've
always been down, but now your lookin at me that way, like you got
something to say, but nothing escapes your lips, i'm hopin we don't sink
this ship, hoping this time, my words stick, and you kick all the
bullshit aside, and ride again!
Public service announcement for all you rappers
I wanted to write,
just to spite,
all you naysayers,
this ain't no flava flav shit,
I'm no hype man,
I'm center stage,

I'm a dragon slayer,

sword on my tounge,
armored stare,
who dares step into the arena,
i'd kill you and your whole crew,
this ain't nothing new,
i been slappin niggas,
since you was like two,
noone in the subburbs ever seen a G,
not till me,
91-93,
beaten down fools who tipped the wrong way,
didn't give em a chance to hear what they had to say,
it's just hip hop i'm claimin,
well then it's hip hop i'm maiming,
tilt your hat for a reason,
to represent your set,
the rest of you is full of shit,
so I'ma lay you down for a bit,
and all of this fits me,
as a youth,
grown up a bit as a young man,
but I was still throwing them hands,
now I demand,
expect,
respect,
even though my shit don't rhyme,
ain't spelled right,
and I don't keep track of the time,
whose been droppin dimes,
I got a list,
cause this bullshit's been going on,
for far too long,
noone wants to say shit to my face,
behind my back they say he's a disgrace,
but I'm winnin this race,
every year i'm one step closer to my dreams,
making people scream,
twitch and wiggle,
beg me to stop,
or pass out on the spot,
I'm not a rapper or a poet,
been called a knockout artist for the past 11 years,
and I bring tears,
and I bring joy,
relief,
and torture,
it all depends on how you take it,
I make it,
as good as it can be,
give the circumstances given to me,
so try to fight it,
ignore me,
deny it,

but take a second to look around,

i'm everywhere,
you act as if gagged and bound,
my words spill infinitely
your gonna definitely need a break,
cause this shit will take,
everything you have,
leave you naked as a babe,
and i already forgot,
what the fuck I was tryin to say.
So cold
If you want it to stick,
you better come up with,
some clever shit,
not the same old bull,
we're hearing pulled,
from youtube,
reverbnation,
mixtape.com,
facebook,
myspace,
your space is filling up fast,
and your place is dead last,
time to keep pace,
get in this race,
face to face,
mono e mono,
spit that shit,
I grip on,
and I'm not letting go,
of all those with something to show,
something to prove,
make me move,
get me excited,
bob my head,
tap my feet,
fill up the street,
with fans lined up fpr your shows,
give us somewhere to go,
preach all this nonsense,
when your not following it all,
but your a follower,
and like lemmings you all head over a cliff,
and into the water,
never to be heard from again,
this is what I'm sayin,
step up your game,
and I'll do the same,
get out this maze,
I already escaped the rat race,
now their scared to look me in the face,
snitchin bitchs can shut their traps,

noone cares what your rappin about,

we already know what your about,
Make money to make music with,
not the other way around,
I do what I do for you,
no strings attatched,
just hopin you'll match,
burn one with me,
come kick it again,
and i'll pretend,
none of that shit happened,
that you were always down,
and i'm more than a sad faced clown,
smiling on the inside though,
my shame is just a facade,
I'm shameless,
and blameless,
you made me this way,
where i can't stay,
even when I don't wanna go,
can't see you through all this snow,
how the wind blows,
so cold,
so alone.
Too little Too late
I honestly don't know what to say,
all this shit's getting a little gay,
all i do is play,
or all i do is work,
some I'm the jerk,
cause I've always got something to do,
how about you,
what have you been doing,
going through,
how do we fix your problems,
when mine are weighin in,
and in this land of pretend,
I'll say it all again,
one more try,
one more chance,
to catch a glance,
a glimpse,
hit or miss,
but as I've said before,
I'd rather draw pretty pictures,
than portray horrific images,
or sweet nothings,
sci/fi,
horror,
whatever,
it's all entertainment for me,
this is my job,

and I'm on it,

till I'm worn out,
and beyond it,
past the limits of machines,
too much power,
And I shower you with gifts,
but you have nothing to say,
what if I decided to go away,
see my way through the rifts,
spaces inside of,
a time of mine,
when I felt divine,
stead of let down,
rejected,
thoughts needin collectin,
and I recollect that,
In fact,
I am even more than the sum of my parts,
and if I finish a little less than I start,
please believe that from the heart,
all apolagies,
it just wasn't meant to be,
in the grand cyclic irregularity,
that is consuming us all,
I heed the call,
and dance every dance,
like it was the last one of all,
I've takin many falls,
and risen quite high,
so for now I bide my time,
and plan my next moves,
like I got nothing to do.