If anyone knows William Wantling, I kind of stole his style...
No Justice
I know words. In fact, I know them very well.
I can make beautiful things with or with out a rhyme scheme
And I can show the world my poetic and sensitive side
And nothing I do sounds the same and I put that school shit to shame
But brilliant as I might be, in all reality I fucking suck
At showing life as I know it onto this small, insignificant piece of paper
Yeah, sure I can talk about feelings and shit
But I cant put amussing things in life on this scrap
Like this one time, I saw this punk of a dude washing the sidewalk
Long hair, bathrobe on… cat looked like been in a brawl all his life
But his priest come walking along with this happy go-lucky smirk on his face
You know the smirk… But this dude walks buy the punk only to sprayed
He stops walking, turns and yells, “what was that for?”
The punk gives him the finger, you know the finger, and is all, “FUCK GOD.”
So the Priest goes up to the punk… face to face, man to man, fist to fist and says,
“God loves you son.” Well the Punk gave me a surprise and did a thing very unwise…
He grabbed the bible and through it the puddle. Now, this man is catholic, a man of god
I could see this man suddenly turning into a 5’8” scary as fuck bahmoth of green power
But hulk jokes aside, the priest looked like he’d snapped… his neck turned and cracked
Then he swung, like a warrior with an axe… God had that fools back
So the punk goes down with a loud sound… So the priest straddles him
And with a raging fury, continues to pound his face…
Me being desensitized to violence, it took awhile for me to be disturbed
And the minute the Priest made the bite down on that curb, I wasn’t
The man didn’t stomp… Because you know, he’s a man of God.
So the Priest says to the red faced punk, “what did you say about God.”
They say punk is dead… not yet because he replied “ FUCK EM.”
So the priest smirks, you know that smirk, and says… “ God says Fuck you too.”
Now, how do I captivate that moment when I saw God take evil down?
How do I chew it up, slosh it around, and spit it out as poetry?