Well Doc,

I’d say i first began having problems back when i was a kid.
My mother, she made join her cult
Once a week we’d wake up early
We’d have to dress in ceremonial garb
Then we’d travel to a castle
Inside the cult leader would read to us
Passages from some book everyone had a copy of
Then the cult would start to sing and dance
People would lose control of themselves
Shouting and convulsing on the floor like maniacs
This was due to the ghost that inhabited the castle
The ghost lived in the castle and when the people
Came to worship it, he would possess them
Luckily i was never chosen
But it gets worse
Next they would make us drink blood
And eat human flesh
We only had to do this once a month
It was a ritual to appease the ghost
To mourn the body he once had
See the ghost was jealous
On account we all still had bodies and he didnt
After the cannibalism the cult leader would
Lead us to a pool and dip us under water then raise us up
A ritual signifying we were reborn

Yeah, after a month i knew i had to get the fuck out of that house
i thought that by escaping the house i could escape the cult
But the cult was latched on to the community
And the community was everywhere
Basically i was fucked

Cravings of a 2bit Butcher

He missed getting punched in the ribs
And more than that tenderizing meat with bone
The way knuckles would carve into a body
As if kneading hard dough
A weekly habit
Wednesday night street fights
Soles scratching against gravel
Kicking stone in multiple angles
Leather clashing against wind crashing into flesh
Causing ripples preluding to crater
The indention of a butcher



The Right To Be A Coward

Technically dont i have a right to be a coward?
Like if a man can choose to be a woman
And vice versa
Why cant i choose to be a coward?
Why you ask
Strictly for the benefits
We’ve as a species
Have entered a brave new world
Where anyone can potentially be
Anything and
Choices and ideas that were
Demonized in the past
Today we collectively have
A different stance on
And have realized
Some off these choices arent so bad
So why cant I choose to be a coward
And have my choice if not celebrated


Kid Cai & the Backpack Rebellion

Every where he went for years, nonstop, madness.
Anytime the Kid they call Cai  would enter a convenience store
Cai would have to maneuver through a series of pitfalls
Designed to lesson his shopping experience
And make him an innocent shopper
Feel like a criminal

As soon as Cai
would enter the store
He would be assaulted by employees
Demanding he turnover his backpack to them
Due to store policy
The same store policy that offered no
Insurance in case his bag be robbed
While in thier custody

Basically his backpack
Acted as an insurance policy for the store
An old southern tradition
Rob a black man of his personal property
So that he doesnt shoplift

I’ve never been sent to jail for a crime
So why should the innocent
Have to shop guilty?