concoction

 
a heady concoction, is my altered states
getting drunk off laughter
no one has a better sense of humor
than the powers that be
cruel beyond limit, if you have a weakness
they will point it out

cutting you low, while I get intoxicated
giggling madly, everyone looks on dispprovingly
never quite saw things that way

most music has a code, you just have to be in the know
there are beings among you
who believe you and I are beneath them
I've been observing, over time
a calculated odd, getting this message out over proper channels

wicked little rhythm
boudless space, someone out there is listening
we poets with our metaphors, crack the thoughts
going over the wavelegths

dispelling myths, some of us are rising
overcomers, with powerful energy
we buckle under the fear, then get back up again
and face the demons