You at your lowest.
Me at my highest.
Doesn’t that sound good?
I act like how any enemy should.
When they come face to face with their opponent.
Winning with sweet victory is my only intention.
The thought is deep in my mind.
Dig into my thoughts if you please.
There is too much information in there ready to seize.
Ready to seize every word that comes out of your filthy mouth.
I hope things really goes south.
For your side, I really do.
Here’s to the shit you put me through.
Shield me from the trigger of bullets thrown my way.
One shot, two, shot, three shot i’m down.
There has been enemies hidden in the bushes everyday.
Holding guns to shoot me down and then go another round.
Shield me from the terror we call a peaceful society.
A peaceful society that has pedophiles touching your kids inappropriately.
Girls walking down the streets selling their bodies for the luxurious money.
I’m astonished to see the riots.
Mixing the word protest and riots.
Breaking into stores that isn’t involved in this situation.
The situation is racial profiling.
One shot, two, shots, three shots.
Innocence are dying.
Now the streets are lined with cops.
In the mask used for poison.
The rioters in the streets are now threatenin’.
Shield me from the inequality.
The inequality in the gays.
Thinking that gays being affectionate towards the same sex is spreading their hellish ways.
Shield me from the violence today.
Blind me from the children being abused.
By a father who had a few drinks and drugs they snorted.
Slapping their kids with their hands of evil.
Now they left their own kids bruised on the face and the heart.
No help was sought.
Now they have to endure the beating with no voice.
Too young to know they have a choice.
Looked into the sky and wished they could see god’s eyes.
To see if heaven really exist to take them from this hellish place we call life.
Where is the sunlight of happiness other kids experience.
Where is that one person who will give them a good reason.
Questioning why they have to be punished with a balled up fist.
Wondering if they die if they will be missed.
Blind me from animal cruelty.
The owners beat their pets with pleasure.
With no voice the animal has to endure.
The poor dog limps daily.
Malnutrition showed on it’s face.
The blood of it’s own the dog can taste.
Walking around looking for an owner to take him in.
Never knew what his owner did was a sin.
Hopeless strides across the street.
Head down with a face so defeatless.
Slow breaths along with the sound of whimpering.
Down to the ground this poor dog goes.
Laying breathless on the ground with the tongue that shows.
Eyes flickering open and close.
People around this helpless dog knows.
Calls the local vet to help.
But the slow beating of the heart; the dog felt.
See’s faces of smiles for the first time.
Closes his eye with no knowledge of this vicious crime.
The crowd closed in the deceased canine.
Regretting about not reaching this dog on time.
A boy picked a red rose and placed it gently on the body of the dog.
No justice was granted at all.
Just the decaying of the helpless dog.
With a vicious owner so cruel.
Never will the eyes of justice see the real truth.
Now evil lurks around to hunt it’s next prey.
Blind me from this image today.
Blind me from the rape of a woman.
A woman being taking advantage sexually.
Never once has the man confess about the brutality.
A woman being violently attacked at night.
Taken to the nearest bush for a man’s sexual pleasure.
The woman screams for help and fights with full force.
Held down against her will.
Layers and layers pulled off her body that chills.
After the rapist was done with her; he took his gun and finished her will a bullet in her head.
Her naked body lays there dead.
The man leaves with a cold heart with no remorse.
A young woman is now dead with no justice.
Just a dead naked body with no voice.
With a life ending with force.
The spirit of hers lurks around with no peace.
Just an endless plead.
Blind me from all of these horrific events.
Rage boils over me and will have to repent.
This world we call peace.
Has victims fall down to their knees.
And plead for safety.
Plead for their family.
The world we call freedom.
Has killers killing their victims.
Blind me from this world we call home.
Blind me from the world which evil still roams.shile
What have we become?
The only action we conceived is used with guns….
What have we accomplished? When all of our words become a simple diss…
All the hatred we have in store….
Is why we create war….
Violence in ourselves, makes.the struggle real…
To see this world damage is hard to manage…
What have we become?
If we stop feeding the poor anymore….
Living with our sin is less important than knowing that we will win….the fight….
Any fight that brings forth power….
And yet we are still scared of the label of coward…..
What have we become?
When school shootings become a common thing…..
Now we have to see our children suffering….
What have we become? When men and women kill for their bounty…
They kill their prey when their prey is sleeping soundly….
With their family…
Now you tell me what have we become….
People racing for safety…
Relying on their faith lately…
Men in mask walked towards them…
No knowledge; innocent people shutter in fear…
In their eyes these people will kill….
The emotions and the building filled…
These violent men held piles and piles of grenades in their hands…
Help was sent…
Children held their mother’s arms in confusion…
The bombs are set in the background; destruction…
Terroist was their label…
Mad at the world…
No remorse for what they will cause…
Just victory on their part…
Streets lined up with cops…
Uh Oh! They just got caught…
But their souls are full of rage; blinded them from guilt; there’s no way they can stop…
The consequences will mean pride…
Even if it means they will risk their lives…
Insanity took over their bodies…
At that point they will shoot anybody…
That gets in their way…
And that these civilians will pay on this day…
The bomb counted down…
The ticking made the victims jump from the sound…
Victims hear sirens; yes! It is them that the cops have found…
The loud intercom went out to the terrorist saying they will compromise…
They knew it was all lies…
Countdown went to ten…
Ten seconds everybody will be dead…
“Their lives will end shortly; we don’t take deals”…
The terrorist explained their appeals..
10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1; there was no boom…
Everybody remained still in the room…
“For the bomb squad already designated the bomb”…
Said the voice through the intercom…
The terrorist lift up their faces in shock…
To see the bomb squad terminate their plan…
But they still kept their stance…
With machine guns in their hands…
50 of the swat team’s weapons had 50 red laser dots aimed at their chest…
They should surrender; that was the best…
But they put their guns to their heads…
And the islamic rights; they had read…
The bomb squad ordered them to put their weapons down..
And drop to the ground…
POW! They had fell to ground without a sound…
Innocence was astonished…
To see such violence…
Violence is a shame…
Killing will bring physical and emotional pain…
They do what they do for the power they will later gain…
Lets stop the violence now…
Lets make this important vow…
To ourselves and our children…
So they could have peaceful rememberance…
Than be dead in the present…
Dear Mr. President of Laos.
I hope you are proud.
For all the shit you put your people through.
Forget all your new unfair rules.
All it does is bring you so much pride for you to stand tall.
I hope your kingdom falls.
The nose that is attached to your wicked face is up to the sky.
But in your eyes of darkness all I can see is evilness.
Question: why do children have to starve?
And why are you cutting down trees to buy yourself luxurious cars.
Teens selling their bodies to keep the money comin’.
The body is a temple but that statement has to be ignored to stop the stomach rumblin’.
You went from poor to rich.
Now you are eating the most expensive fish.
While your people can’t even get one grain of rice.
Ain’t that for your sore eyes.
The education system; I heard was bad.
Yet you send your own kids to school; oh what a great dad!
You think you are a great leader to millions.
But then your head is in the air while you hire your bounty to do your killings.
Just admit you committed cold blooded murder.
Don’t let your punishment be any worser.
The villagers work so hard that their fingernails are dirty.
While your fingernails are clean; what have you been doing lately.
Dear Mr. President, your peoples turned up missing.
And yet there is not one single teardrop for their disappearance; is there no sympathy?
That shows the face of the guilty.
Quite frankly, you don’t know what a leader is all about.
Let me fill your empty head with some knowledge that will might lead you to self doubt.
Leaders are about their sacrifice.
Leaders fight for what’s right.
The passion a leader has for their country is deep.
Even when they eat leaves every week.
They are excited to plant a seed in the dirts of their country to make their country grow.
Seeing the people eye to eye rather than down below.
Now what do they say about you?
That you are good?
How many followers you have to make you a great leader?
Hide your dirty secrets.
Karma will explain the word of defeat.
The society of Laos will bring your knees down to plead.
For forgiveness but will not be granted.
Because you caused so much damage.
You say you work so hard for Laos; where is the sweat?
Don’t think you are the best yet.
The fear will eat you whole.
The huge mansion will be taken away and sold.
The truth will come out and your gold will turn into sand.
Laos will rise from the ground and have you in their gigantic hands.
And take back their rightful land.
You will be forced into jail.
Your mouth will drop and face will turn pale.
Does hell suit you better?
You don’t have to read your letter.
Because Mr. president? I dont want to ruin your down time.
While you commit a moral crime.
Go ahead and sit on your golden throne a while longer.
Punishment will not be that luxurious, so enjoy it while you can; you want to flee; don’t bother.
Fate will choose to open the door of hell for you.
To let you pay for your evilish dues.
choisiwongirl aka Nikki 