The Powerful And The Ugly

Stepping up the ladder of success seemed so smooth, so smooth for Mr. @#$. He was grinin and laughin Shuckin and jivin, had no time for you and me. He found himself the elite dancing on easy street. But the masked dove watches the raven and the old crow has a place to hide. O you were havin fun in an arena you ought never abide. And nasty trails you left along with your deceit. Ya tossed around the pretties like sappy blood and ravaged meat. Your SpokenWord was harsh as it hit below the belt and your people knew they lost you in the ramblings of the spell. You plucked a little more than the masked dove wanted you to do and the terror of the hand came pounding down on you. You stepped beside the privileged in that stiff rhythm you thought would last. When ya grew to pass them at the finish line They pulled from the bottom of the flask. The clock was slowly tickin Success would have been bountiful But ya left a trail of nasty and laughing eyes had lots to pull. They slapped you in the face reminded you of your race. Ya can walk side by side with them ya can kiss their mighty ass. Ahhh ya can think you're just as good and excel at every task. You can play their games at will but when you arrive at the finish line you're the one to take the kill. All that you worked for All the glory and the stars The monetary gain The respect from earth to mars Plucked from the hand Like taking candy from a babe And ya sit with eyes like saucers Wondering what happened To the person they made Let me tell ya you can walk in every step side by side, O yes you can but you better be clean as a whistle so no one has the higher hand. Written by: Melvina Germain (c) Above The Rayne Volumn 4