Ransoms in Rants
Facts lack white lies, relax – lay back tonight
Quite a surprise will light an excitement, to your delight
A knight in shinning armor, a mockingbird of terror
Will rise alright, inviting spite – right from joyful error
Sky high, these notes flow to prices that clog your throat
To supply random guys with money, hoping to float their boat
Screams shattering dreams, taking things, breaking wings
Needing energy as strong as the energizer battery brings
Feeling pain, the vibe from inside her screaming to reach
Out into the world, a kidnapped girl left lifeless as if a leach
Was to suck her emotions, yet no commotion from kin
Within the gates of hell, this is the place we live in
But then again, in this generation, with kids on probation
People fighting ragingly for offended conversations
Back to the stable of the fable, labeled to me
Only to get noticed, a girl lying motionless on a T.V screen
My breath fogs the window, a pre-teen, dressed
To death, oddly enough, I’m eager to put this quest to a rest
I see her, making sure my eyes don’t leave her
Taking swift tips, leaving my lips no time to linger
On high guard, yet the best of my targeting, iffy
Capture success!
Besides, this brings fun to the fundamentals of kidnapping
Blind fold, a death hold molds around her body
Behind this mask, I feel sorry…
…now knowing my task was shoddy
Not letting that harm me, my mind stays constant
Stop fretting please, these aren’t signs that I’ve lost it
I leave ransoms, like I’ve thrown a temper tantrum
So committed they’ve almost fitted an anthem
The girl sleeps, lying covered in the back of my jeep
Not she, what I strive to keep, left in a whole dug too deep
Falling down a hill too steep, no where to ask for an answer
Pain in the format of a disease, easily spreads as fast as cancer
See, the best is not yet to come; the worst is still left to happen
A poor guest bet too young, cursed ill and kept on laugh en`
I return to the home of a wondrous trip filled uncompleted
New morals come, old ones flip, my dignity remaining defeated
I place her in her cradle, leaving her bed stable and such
But the lessons I’ve learned, and the ones I’ll miss so much.
