Ordained predator by Six comm

How can this be, eternal, a forced identity
I looked for hidden fruits & the buds of heavens ways
I searched for a soul within, I search for a soul without
Oh ordained predator I was never myself
just a sapling to your emotional chainsaw.
Oh ordained predator

I chased you through the woods
I stalked you through everglades
where upon occasion, you had a man face,
at others times you had the woman’s grace
Like An emotional leopard, you always change your spots
like a hand upon a Childs knee,
not out of love but in lust you see
ordained predator with your emotional chainsaw
I cut your neck and watch the lie flow
To seed the soil so another lie can grow.

Just think of the things you’ll never be
Think of the life that you’ll never see

Though my boughs still grow & righteous leaves show
My diseased roots sustain from your Dieback font
this tree will only be, a forced identity,
in a plantation of tyranny, for your emotional chainsaw

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