The Scarecrow Speaks

No grand inquisitor myself I pour forth a pensive frown upon and frustrated

Humble however furious

This reason for being here

This well you've found is phenomen-all-o-ne

In the immortal words of Oliver Wendell Holmes

A mind that is stretched to a new idea

never returns to its original dimension

Simplistically

Topsoil is no seashell full of bitter ocean

Body but it can be

Changing for and from triumph to mystery

Every somehow has a place

Where you dare not set foot and can't see a thing

So weave those silver threads into soul-leveled bonds

And be unbounded no longer

Manipulative

Let it go

Go

Let the wandering take it all in

Generate

Make you yours

My masters, my pupils, my equals

Drop, decorate

I implore you

Just think

[Alias]

Let me address you with two conflicting topics at this moment

Two paths I've roamed it

Intention to hit home with this discussion

And make you pawn to strengthen your words

Not talking racial connotation, but loosely tied with bees and birds

Also loosely tied with opposites

The depths of negativity in your soul

Let it take control, and you can see deeper into the hole

Of self-destruction its obstruction of the opposite feeling

My fellow men and women, its love and hate with which we're dealing

I've experienced both words

Let's ponder my theory and thought

On these two and the correlation that each other has brought

I've sought the answer and I've found hate is stronger than love

I love to hate you, I hate to love you, hate always ends up above

It's much easier to say you hate than to say you love a person

But easier to say you love material and currency when it's dispersin

I've realized long ago that either word is a delicate topic so

Hence the circle on my finger I.D.O. on that day was my flow

And although I see many problems in my fellow man

Hatred of others is absolutely not my master plan

My other spiritual half has taught me much about my true feelings

I was slipping into mental remission

but it was brought into the healing process

I consider myself blessed when I think

Floating up above the majority makes others look like they sink

Hating, you give up nothing

Love, you give it up all

So I smirk at all of yall

While you await my downfall

[Slug]

Condescending

The lake dove into

When you finally acknowledge that I'm not pretending

Follow the language, the direction, the dialect

The cadence, the enunciation,

Emphasis, pretentiousness

Assumptions makin an ass of you

Point A in the air you share with me

Point B now draw a straight line connecting us

Wait, wait man who's not paying attention?

See, class here's the problem

Yall all need to stop resting and collectin dust

My stance resembles anger but no your perception's crooked

Now be some good little bastards, turn your textbooks to page 7

Where it reads that God got drunk, drove heaven into a tree

Now there's no reasons left for you to continue to breathe

Haha, just joking only trying to see who's listenin

Now heads up, time to test the potential of your faults

And the results will stay confidential

For as long as you face the front of your self esteem

Lose focus, get broken at the seams

Let's open up the conversation for comments

To complement your circumcised mind state while I ride on your anxieties

Trying to speak to the class and justify the act

By pointing my finger at your head and askin you what the fuck is that?!

Thank you, thank you