Sit in your thrown and rule,
Black streets paved with dim lights for the taking,
Easy ladies cater to drive byes diseased riddled and shaking,
Power maybe at your hand but respect is absent from your kingdom,
The hood filled with smiles that falsely show their meaning,
Lead your pushers, your demons, with only monetary dealings,
The strings dangle loosely as others seek for position,
Power calls to all that serve, so reserve some ammunition,
Trust is just a word without weight so walk slowly for youll soon see a soul less fate,
Maybe assumed friend or foe with crooked thoughts setting the transitional bait,
So enjoy your temporary position before your consumed by hell,
Your soul sucked down, your forgotten, now of you,... theres no more left to tell....
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-04-17 09:52:51
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