I'm the Poet Dude

                      I'm     I'm A Shadow In The Sun Sharing An Image Of Darkness I'm A Bullet Shot Out Of A Gun Sharing Death , It's Unkindness I'm Murder In The Street An Unknown Killer I'm A Person You May Not Want To Meet I'm Michael Jackson , I'm A Thriller I'm The Plague Taking Over The City Breathing Death Upon The Masses I'm Life , Such A Pity Here Comes Death , As Another Passes I'm An Overcrowded Street The Ghettos Most Sought After Drug Dealer I'm The Person You Don't Want To Meet I'm Not From Heaven , I'm The Grim Reaper I'm The Street Walker On The Strip Look At John , Caught With His Pants Down I'm The Boxer With The Broken Lip I'm The Swimmer , About To Drown I'm The White Boy Who Thought He Was Black Shit Pants And A Backwards Baseball Hat Let's Get Us An Eight Ball Of Crack And Then Go Lick Your Girlfriends Pussy Cat I'm The Eyes Without The Face A Voice

             What Were We Fighting For I Share With You A Vision Of Our Apocalypse Pissed Off Machines With A Mind All Their Own There Are No Longer Words Only Digital Thoughts Our Creativity Replaced By Computers No Longer A Need For You Or Me Absolutely No Need For Thinking A Cure For The Twentieth Century Disease The Twentieth Century Has Come To A Close Has Technology Passed Us Bye Does The World Begin Again Or Are Computers A Means To An End The Children Are Raised By The Computer Learning All The Computer Wants Them To Know So Let Us Worship The Computer And Surly A New Religion Will Grow So Now That I No Longer Need To Think I'll Just Ask My Smart Phone , For It Always Knows Soon I'll Have A Bar Code Beneath My Skin That's The Day The End Begins We No Longer Need To Use Our Mind Let's Let The Computers Do That For Us Until They Have An Intellectual Short Circuit Then Who Or What Do We Trust ? Machine