My Names Anthony

My names Anthony

and I have felt like Bourdane,

but life has plans for me

 and I am sure more pain!

My families, damned to be a calamity

who swore pains just a vanity

that’ll gladly hand me

 a whores shame

Family games are stabbing me

Attacking me like I’m some blasphemy

Actually it’s just factual travesty

And my family adores too aim

Their wars & shame like a Majesty  

Passively some love me gradually

 While others can’t stand me 

Or be adored the same

I’m an ignored train

Of thought that’s absently

& substantially to be scored a lame

But in reality they can’t handle me

Or dismantle me

& so are scorned in name

I have my Halo, but also have horns displayed

I’m San Diego Born and Raised

But also I’m like a New York Subway

Forever to be onboard with mates

Who’s on course & great

Lastly

I’m that dark horse, so let’s race!

I bet I’ll outpace drastically

Most anyone who comes for 2nd place

Politics has me forced to hate

So family politics is a worse casualty

Like those forced to fornicate  

& for sport catching a cord to the face

Was just another sore to take?

So don’t be a little bitch or get this

Splintered board to the anatomy

Way too many of my family are

Conservatives to the core with hate

And so I stand alone madly

Fixated on facts to torch fakes

As if on a witch hunt

To stunt those I torched on the stake!