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War With Words

Posted by pinda on July 19, 2009 - 19:04

I battle with armor.
Made up of simplisticly sweet metaphors.
I spit karma into your blood.
Made you scared to turn a corner in your hood.
I hit you with my catchy lies.
Made you think what's true and wear a disguise.
I spit words that hurt you.
Made you hurt and bruised with black eyes.
so I stay in best condition.
Till composition.
Is in decomposition.

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Comments

Beeme | July 19, 2009 - 19:12

I liked this, Pinda. Well done.

threeleafshamrock | July 20, 2009 - 10:49

Like this Pin, I would change the second 'spit' though, to throw or something;

'I throw words that hurt you..'
just to save the repetition.
Good stuff!

Chris ;)

Jupiter | July 20, 2009 - 20:42

Sorry to disagree with Chris ;-) but I feel the repetition adds power to the piece, although it does seem that 'spit' (in English) is at odds with "simplisticly sweet metaphors!"

I think we are having a language translation problem again and as you are in the US, I guess US lingo is best for the piece.

Hey mate! That's the nature of the game - which way do you go eh? Only you really know! ha! ha!

Got to say though that I love the idea of
I spit karma into your blood

Wish I could do that ;-)