Enough

The wheels go round up an down, hear that sound? Not us. We're deaf. Deaf to life. We're stomped down in the ground can't be found can't get a bite of that pie in the sky when your teeth are chewin' dirt. No. We can't do this anymore thats it ain't worth spit, world full of shit, tired of gettin' bit, tired of gettin' hit. Last straw. I open my eyes turn over, look up into the face of My Antagonist, mad mask of evil self-righteous hate protecting it's place top of the food chain cowering behind his White God's grace. A Waste. His eyes are dead inside his head, there's nothing there nothing to pass the pearly gate. This dust-devil demon who dares to stand over Me? What is he? I stare at him his lip quivers and quakes. He is going to know that he made a mistake his system's coming down. We're breaking our chains coming Awake. No one can stop this can't put on the brakes. I stand, the Earth rains off my back, and I pick out the missing pieces of Me from between the cracks in the bottom of his boot, and Reassemble like a jigsaw puzzle, and all the pieces are black.