Two Of One You
Hacker Jack's a great researcher
says "all the worlds are mine"
as he rips up frogs and shocks some dogs,
Bonnie tears his triumphant line-
"Witness your gore table!
Every part's within your head,
you know all that you are able
but all your things are dead!"
Ice and water's a drink,
and a sky is clouds and blue.
You can give all the bits some names
but there's two of one you.
General George is dying moaning
"There's not a hero from this stoning
but everyone was brave.
now there's just a trench to dig
and not a soul to save!"
Jacketed in arrogance,
his pride is just a glove,
I suppose that was his chance
but others will not know love.
And as it rains upon his face,
he dies ignoring all the cost.
His destiny's disgrace,
to count when the battle's lost.
Death and loves's a war,
Passion and rejection, True-
We're all of that and more-
there's two of one you.
Ahh now I was bored and read your poem,
oh I can't match yur hip hop verse.
But you scream you feel so rotted lonely
that compromise is murder worse.
Now gods know you are trying,
and I know what you can give,
and that its tempting to be dying
when you have to love yourself to live.
Ice and water choose the drink,
take the sky both clouds and blue,
may you make peace with the pieces
all two of one you.