Admire The View

You don't need to deeply understand what I'm trying to do
All you need to keep in mind is that I'm never lying to you
You can come to me for knowledge, no need of buying a clue
I bare integrity and dignity so you can go relying it's true
Bet on me and at the least your money's multiplying by two
Don't give me respect, I take it, theres no denying my due
Masses are asses, so popular opinion, I'm defying that too
Once loved Christmas & the fat man who would fly down the flue
Life took my rose colored glasses, I stopped applying that hue
My body's gotten loose but my mind is sticking tighter than glue
Skulls are thick, my wit is sharp, and I stay driving it through
On this earth there aint a damn thing can transpire anew
My spirit's true, a unique blend, so take delight in the brew
My own man, I've loved my friends, but took no pride in a crew
I've gained every single insight I had been striving to knew
This man gained the qualities that as a kid I'd tried to accrue
A poet & philosopher, in two ways, these eyes are true blue
Used to be like a bird, in a draft wind, on the rise as it blew
Like Icarus my life hurts more due to how high that I flew
Even on my way to hell though, I can tell you, I'll admire the view

Bruce Wayne: a.k.a. The Dark Knight - The Supers Saga

I am the night, I am vengeance, I'm the bane of their existence
I am the darkest knight, and I remain in my persistence
May be of the type who is insane with soul subsistence
Fight good fights, and go against the grain in my insistence
Criminals I frighten, no theyre not containing my consistence
Erasing blights up close, so I am maintaining closer distance
Heroes plight is how I know I have sustained against resistance
Not contrite, I utilize both pain and gain as my assistants
In light, it's plain I trained, and that my brain is all the difference
Right is might, and so I don't ever complain about my pittance
I dont indict and don't arraign, I have disdain for all the systems
When I ignite, can't be restrained or drained, attaining all the wisdoms

Name Unknown aka The Clown Prince of Crime - The Supers Saga

Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight? Have you ever made a statue of a man when you impaled him right? Have you ever felt the need to kill a city to detail your plight? Have you ever carried acid flowers 'cause fuck a fair-ish fight? Have you ever laughed so hard that your sides had split? Have you ever pried up floors cause fuckers hide their shit? Have you ever bombed up on stage when you had tried a bit? Have you ever bombed the club cause they implied you're shit? Do you get what it means to have a legitimate arch-nemesis? Do you get how it feels when you been ripped from your elements? Do you get obsessed with another, giving them that reverence? Do you get how insane you are to purposefully leave evidence? Have you seen me go - with my little song and my little dance? Have you seen how badly I want Batman's head upon my lance? Have you seen yourself lately? Why so serious? Take a chance Have you seen me make a city melt simply from my laughing glance? Do you know how to poison all the water & make the fish laugh? Do you know how it feels to make a 'hood red, then splish splash? Do you know how a batarang tastes after yet another missed blast? Do you know how much it takes to make Batman's flying fists crash? Do you realize you can choose to be crazy there's no sanity clause? Do you realize we're fucked anyway so just let your humanity pause? Do you realize you can always count on me to be the calamity cause? Do you realize how nice life is without the burden of morality flaws? Have you poked a girl so good you left a fuckin hole in her spine? Have you been in an Arkham padded cell that took no toll on your mind? Have you seduced the naive therapist who tried controlling your kind? Have you took joy in the face of angry justice when it's toeing the line?

Stream of Konsciousness 16

I maintain complex frame of mind.
It's quite unique, none same you'll find.
I've never been the tamer kind,
And never been to fate resigned.
My soul is strong, I do decree,
For those who have no clue of me,
And that is all 'cept few who be,
True to themselves, thus true to me.
I've seen the highs & seen the lows,
Absorbed all life's repeated blows.
Don't budge an inch nor flee from foes,
Won't live within deceit or pose.
I must refute their webs of lies,
So much of what I've said's despised.
They wish that I would blend disguised,
But that's just not me...I tend to rise.

All Hallows Season (aka One Thousand Ninety Five)

Our seasons dim light brings with it fun fright
Your beauty's my light deep within the dark night
My heart leaps a pike, each time on the sight
Three years in, that might, mean we keep it tight
Together we are right, enjoy this life in flight
We've reached a rare height & take pure delight
In more than one type, you are beautifully bright
Our relationship I'll not slight, no need of respite
Halloween, I did incite & have not been contrite
Cyber space is the site for our mutual remedy rite
The rituals symbolic invite, the life & love we ignite
No better story to write, thus poems of you I recite

Peter Parker a.k.a. The Webslinger - The Supers Saga

I'm just the Peter Parker of reefer sparkers
My lines are my webs and I seek to start you
On a mind trip, basically a brief departure
Not being paid, yet I'm a succeeding author
One of the few left who's proceeding farther
Truth is the truth & me - I dont speak it partial
And if I ever tried, I would succeed to part the
Red sea, splitting waves like a fleet departure
From the status quo & all the weak who barter
I made myself, raised by none, no teacher-father
Shaped by guilt but not to be a preaching martyr
In truth I'm preaching love but I just tweak it harsher
Rhymes of crimes coat my mind like it's teeth with tartar
Youre all lucky I didnt choose to use my genius darker
Many hate I'm meek no longer & think unique like Sartre
New York roads scholar from the streets, I'm smarter

Heartbeats a.k.a. Stream Of Konsciousness 77

Yes I've heard & felt the heartbeats
From most of Brooklyn's dark streets
Some of the places I would spark treats
Blunts, drinks & chess upon the park seats
At times was running from a narcs piece
Not a fake ass Hutch or phony Starsky
The lines I walked all had a sharp crease
Retraced & expressed as my art peace
None paid attention til I hit my harsh peak
Rock at the top among the smart geeks
One part gentleman & still one part freak
Mind bright enough to make a star cease