'Scene For No Eyez'
At one moment, a tragic hush..Time ceases, & havocs crushed..
Ashes appear as magic dust..Enemies lay dead wit damaged trust..
The graphic rough, burnt scattered trees..Eyes wide, i gathered leaves..
It was no laughter seige..A war, suffering, peace is what i rather see..
Practically, rain poured, thunder clouds..This terror, i wondered how..
Walked on the ground, but my numbers down..Like im younger now..
This clash will enter history books..The measures that victory took..
My expression, a mystery look..Coldness had me in a blizzardly shook..
Either exist or we should, let venom spread..Quickly, send em death..
As the spears fly thru the air..Reality struck, peirced thru denim threads..
Our tendon bled, each warrior, a malice heart..Playing a valid part..
Future unclear without tarot cards..On earth, every mans palace yard..
Soldiers braggish arts..During this chaos, this ultimate & major crisis..
High as labor prices..But pray you might just, see our saviors righteous..
In the quickest second..Each of these fighters, became drifted peasants..
Losing there gifted presence..Searchin for meanin in a cryptic message..

In life, we fight..Facing fears, & these usual stares..
Engaged in combat..Its war, hardly ever mutual fairs..
Fools will be scared..Approach the world as a virtual matrix..
Armed with weopons, pride & heart..Makin a personal statement..

Bodies lay, i imagined a troubled battle..Harder than rough enamel..
From the distance a muffled babble..Step in puddles & shoveled gravel..
A struggle, wit a suttle shadow..Appears to fade, tho a feeble challenge..
Felt a slice of eagles talons..Would i be honored with 3 medallions..
For the bravery, attack with metal pipes..Wish i could settle fights..
This day was dark as ghetto nights..Sayin slow down, like yellow lights..
Another levels hieght, where laughter dies..Before, not after cries..
Controlled by masterminds..As domination factors rise to capture lives..
A mass of lies, a vast drastic force..Coming from a fascist source..
Its a clashin war..Where we see first hand, every caskets corpse..
Who has remorse, even killin merchants..Journeys, vivid searches..
Its just what took place, isnt givin purpose..Cuz this livings worthless..
The goal, wishin perfect..For luck the clovers make, hold a soldiers fate..
But, feel my shoulders cave..From the enourmous boulders weight..
Takin a folgers break, to stay awake..My eyes, have seen atomic doom..
Lights flashin, lasers, sonic booms..For blood, feces, & vomit pools..

It just took one glance..To imagine the bloody slaughter..
Nothing was clean..Saw no shadow, thru muddy waters..
No lovely offer, its hatred..A modern day ground zero..
But, i stepped on this field of death..& found heroes..