AND WITH THAT, THE WORLD GAVE IN

[Mischievous]

I was perched so pretentious on the stoop of independence.
I stared; blinded, intentless at an increasing horizon axis
And into the fully-completed collection of left-field recollection,
I had no objection to remove the glass to create a broken reflection.
The heat was at an epidemic, as my bones started to fry,
And just like some other epidemic, the bodies littered the side,
Walk, surrounded by outlines etched in children’s scattered chalk.
A spiraling siren pieced the sky like a massacre of diabolical talk.
“How could this occur?” So absurd!” “Have you heard,
The story that lied shallow in the lungs and at the tip of the tongues,
Of the town?” “Yes, of course, a massive breakdown.”
Hysteria filled the Catholic, white, conservative suburbia
And burrowed deep into the boroughs and surrounding areas.
And to think, and to think it over and over
When this apocalyptic event was done and over,
I was the only one of my typically forgotten generation,
That didn’t keel over, in massive cultural annihilation.
Let us not forget the definition of borderline dictation
When dictate the fallen generation and we define
The new fine, red line for a massive animal extinction.


A RAP WROTE WHILE LISTENING TO SOME WADDY.

[Dave H]

 .......Good one !

 

[Mischievous]

thanks!!!
glad to see I have one fan.

[Mischievous]

They sat in shock at the rictus of the phoenix
That popped up on monitor of the intergalactic starship
Piloted by Martians that presented themselves as harmless.
The Martians, blinded by the phoenix’s starkness
Accidentally armed the nuclear missiles for the launching.
Indivertibly directed directly in the direction,
Of newly-erected extraterrestrial communications.
Deadened by the daftness of the sentimental,
Hums of the heat-seeking missiles,
Excelling, propelling; intentional.
They were designed to make a landscape inhabitable
But only when a threat from predators is credible.
The fireworks created by the entrance,
Of the atmosphere were predictable;
Seen by the enemy non-combatants
As miserably incredible.
They were unintentionally unaware,
Of the threat the missiles pose.
They really didn’t care.
“It isn’t everyday a star explodes!”
The space harrier sped up and broke the sound barrier.
The Martians decided to sacrifice there lives to become saviors.
They felt as if they should pay for the mistakes,
They were about to create.
The Martian Commander, Signoff Alexander, told the crew
To brace for impact and deploy Emergency-Landers
Because they knew what they were about to do,
Would save the lives on the lowlanders.

[Mischievous]

I'm currently working on a rap-epic.
It is titled AND WITH THAT, THE WORLD GAVE IN.
It is going to be a massive multi-media project.
I'm talking about a graphic novel, movie, 2-part CD and intricate live shows.
I'm going to go for a futuristic approach and it is a combination of multiple genre, all revolving around rap.
I've always wanted to make a concept album, but I now have some motivation.

[Shannon(guitarplayer)]

Awesome Mike good luck with ur production

[Mischievous]

thanks...