Joined in 2006.
24x Open Mic Hall of Fame
Words in Motion Champion (with Soulstice)
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Originally Posted by In My Mind's EyeIn my mind’s eye – Towns crumble as time dies
Our contractual demise, signed by the whine of a child’s cry
Blind, I pass the last of the dead, lumped in a heap
And weep as they feast on the blood of the weak
The beasts that come from within those with souls like paper, so thin
Possessing their minds, with lines on how life’s greater with sin
They want me, they must dine on the fruit of their lust, and so
I’m hung from earth strings - the things that move this puppet show
Trapped in a box, locks secure, I can’t die, but I can’t breathe
Ripping apart my mind and my heart, trying to get free
These scars connect me to the stars – I shine from afar
Blinded from power, a kind designed to devour,
Widows sweep their husbands ashes, children leaking blood from gashes
Dull thuds of lashes, tears mix with rain, while my mind’s puddle splashes
Each man is the same, unity is formed by misery
For in death we’re all the same, our hate is long gone – it’s history
But I’m not down with regretting, or forgetting all these cultures
So throw me aside to die….I’m ready for the vultures
They pick apart every little bit of art, that I store inside,
My skin is tore as I lie on the floor and hope this storm subsides,
I feel her fingertips fade away, as I try to grasp, but she floats,
In to the horizon, past the last of the boats,
The sun beating upon my back, I stare wistfully in to space,
And feel her grace, as her face leaves all fear erased
The bubble bursts, as we laugh at his saliva covered shirt,
He tries to mumble words, but his mind just fumbles first,
He cries, but he’s not hurt, eyes full of sobriety and faith
And I know, until I die, I’ll try to keep him safe
I’ll show him life is a game, so just left-click, and aim,
Shoot down your problems, and I know I might seem insane,
But always remember to keep your pace,
Good things come to he who waits
There’s nothing that you need to chase,
Nothing in this life is achieved with haste,
Please embrace, enjoy this world, and drink from its roots,
Live in it, don’t just drop by and sing when it suits,
It will be your companion, your teacher, and your lover,
Love, hold, and cherish, and this life won’t bring you under,
I watch as your eyes gleam, your hair shines, and your mind beams,
I go to kiss you….But I get dragged away from this wild dream.
In My Mind’s Eye.
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Originally Posted by Cemeteries of LondonOpen up your eyes, and see like me
Rain beats upon the cobbled streets, smog choking the air
Moonlight shrouded in clouds, I come forth from my lair
Some call me evil, because I'm taking this city, and curing it's pain,
They judge me, call me a monster...but yet, aren't sure of my name
All my life I've known my mission, it wasn't my own decision,
A higher power delivered me, to cure evil and show my vision
Life without temptation, a dream that decides my occupation
I've been patient, working on my own to unite this nation
Head down - I creep through the streets of this dead town
Rain lashing my back, the scenes force on my face a sad frown
Gripping my weapon of truth and power, I spot this cancerous demon,
A soul so tempting to devour, begging me to release it from it's heathen
Stalking my prey, I scope out an alley, discreet and private
Where it can decay, people unaware of the beast inside it
Seizing my chance, I grab it, it screams when I puncture the lung,
And roars when I rip out the guts, that's it's last song now..it's done
So I run, leave it's soul to God, and it's body for the morning sun
I attend it's funeral, sickened by the grieving for this scum
My stomach heaving, I leave, my brain battered, sore and numb
Reeling inside, even in death it's evil deceives and corrupts,
I must take another, tonight, one hasn't relieved me enough,
So I creep, and I strike...another evil spirit leaving the night
I see in my sight, God's face.....it's brief and it's bright
He smiles, and blesses me...'I love you, I designed you specially
To do my bidding, every demon that dies...impresses me '
As I open my eyes, inside I'm free...as it lies decaying beside me,
I smile at it, grab it's filthy body...and start flaying it wildly
Once I'm done I walk away, happy I've done all that I can,
Now my Father will look upon me...and he'll call me a man
The media slanders me, branding me cowardly and lethal,
Trying to make out those that I'm devouring are 'people'
When actually they're evil, with demonic power, and deceitful
Nobody but me can see through the eyes of The Lord that I please
'Women' aren't human...they're a cancer, ever-growing, a disease
Their shells can rot, I'll keep doing this, until the day I drop
They name me Jack, call me evil...because I'm blessed...
...and they are not
Freedom comes with sacrifice
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Originally Posted by I Don't Want to FightEven the deepest of minds can find relief in a rhyme
This didn't start with rap, we are a people - aligned
Thru history, experience, passion and grief have combined
To ease the gnashing of teeth, and cease the lashings that beat
From behind the walls of deceit, installing release with a line
I hear the words call in my sleep, but I'm blind
When I'm awake, standing tall on my feet - it's a sign
Consciousness is overrated, dreams are where hope is naked
We see them bare, trying to breathe this air could choke the sacred
I'm a leader - scared, but with a potent cadence
Glowing - fragrant, trying not to grow impatient
Tho I feel like I'm dying, I'm sighing - and I'm so complacent
Overblown and blatant ego decodes the latent soul that's vacant
A little known aqquaintance from a different me that still exists
But is never seen, it's filled with mist, the lover who killed the kiss
It's smothered, I hid it away, so another instilled the bliss
My world is falling apart, and I'm calling it art
It isn't just writing, this is the pain forming a ball in my heart
Thoughts are swarming where the demons crawl, and it's dark
Sometimes I'm feeling tall, other times I'm weak and small
Smothered by a life that would make any other guy cease and fall
But I'm about to release the dog, I've just found the piece, the cog
To make this machine heave and cough, before it kicks into life
And recedes the smog, I'm leaping the tallest buildings in one bound
What's up now? Now that The King is back, your mouth is shut?
Wow...you spoke the loudest when my mind was full of clouds and stuff
But I get it, now that I'm out, it's tough...lil faggot, fucking powderpuff
I thought you might have something to say bitch, you run ur mouth enough
Now you're wandering about like 'fuck', I've got that thunderous clout
You aren't about nothing, you're a punk with a pout
See I can be the poet, the dumb guy, and the funny dude
But you'll know it when I run by, you're scum, you're food
Now I'm the reincarnated beast that carves hatred
Into these streets that bleed from scars; faded
Over the years, and sometimes when I'm sober the tears
Take me over, as I look to the sky when I'm alone and it's clear
Wishing for peace upon a star, or just a little piece of all the wealth
Because I don't want to fight anybody any longer...least of all myself.
Guy was a topical pillar for this site for a long time. Him and P. Mortuus helped elevate a lot of topical vets from the 2005-2010 era, including myself. Guy never champed Sacred Scriptures or any of the leagues but he had some classic battles in there and he continued to be a fierce writer after her left the board.
