Coward

this isnt a fight
who the fuck gave you the right
to put your hands on woman
who gave your child life
in the middle of the night
all over a meal to bite
your rage rose high as your fist swing by
i cried
your just a child in deaths teeth
your throat and my fist will soon meet
your a soul so weak
i made you a coffin and in it you will sleep
your not even worth the air you breath
i want to choke you so hard and make the air leave
come here FUCKER bow like the coward you are
bow to your knees when i speak
PUNK
you cant run from me
animosity you created will soon be feed old meat
as my knuckles crack and teeth grind
i smile wit intent to fuck your life up its ass
revenge is not kind
my mother says