Win by Two Points
Inhale an ancient mystery, and on the count of three, exhale a nightmare.
Comb any page of history, there was always a hidden fee for the Whitehouse timeshare.
Everything slows down when you chemically cross the blood brain barrier.
The drinking water is only safe endemically, stories of visitor thirst are much scarier.
My variety of bacteria would eat your flesh right to the white of the bone.
This affliction is only assuaged by the peace of night where the light of my creative prowess is shown.
When the walls of life begin to narrow don't become claustrophobic
Everyone pretends to walk a straight line until struggle turns their feet aerobic.
I've witnessed the strongest men fall and the most honest lips lie.
The shadows our leaders cast is tall, until the blood of innocence drips dry.
Some days you have to fight back, other days you must train yourself not to care.
What constitutes a counterattack, I squint because sun visors don't really fight glare.
It doesn't matter how much secret corruption gets leaked or exposed.
The judge looks in a mirror to rehearse how he will say cased closed.
How many more blood moons until the long awaited return of Messiah.
How many more hateful stares must I endure is the concern of a fretful pariah.
For my politics I will be stoned, for my religion I will be hung.
The founding document said I should be owned, anyone beneath middle class will be flung.
Choose a building or a cliff, just as long as the fall is fatal.
Truth is never stagnant, it moves like a tav on a spinning dreidel.
Everything is relative until you get the worst of a horrible situation.
Only then will moral absolutes be the first words of your solemn oration.
I don't fear an enemy, only certain undesirable outcomes.
From my penury, I must scrap enough to purchase good standing when clout runs.
Power can be a real tricky thing to hold on to with both hands.
You only have one dollar, but have to buy competing lemonade from both stands.
That's when you have to stop being a customer and be more of a tease.
If you don't commit, the command to do it right now becomes more of a please.
Life is full of thorns even when you have not placed an order for roses.
Character from suffering is exactly what a wounded culture supposes.
What new witticism would we create if we all lived pain free.
No criticism, but my basket fills half way when I shake the national brain tree.
I can stay low key because notoriety is not something my truth gains me.
Heads says a government receives me gladly, tails says it openly canes me.
No matter how long I am treated badly, it is the promise of God that sustains me.
