Tat On My Back (2011)

Rat tat tat I wrote across my back

Tic for tac the pen n' rhyme attack 

Only this time sit still relax 

As I take you back to when I first drew my tat

Professional no that was not needed 

Why worry about my skin the alcohol does cleanse it

Pretend stop breathe New York city's breeze

As Panama could not bring you to tease

Round n round we spin and spin

Like a globe our Earth cool and it mends 

Together as moon n’ sun we bring day and night as one

Taken captive by our imagination hence no star could compare

a hot flash girl then the sun glares

Flame fire burning a candle wick tic toc

The clock tics the wax drips

The candle once so tall is ever melting ever so small

It warps and deforms itself burning chiding 

Scent is gives away light in shade 

But the darkness of the night would have its way

As the candle became you the light it had Flickered now flash it's almost out

But the flame fights for its life but time tics away

Rat tat tat..the rhyme then swayed

Deeper and deeper the flame burned louder 

Crackling heckling the listeners within ear...

How else would the audience know this flame was only a season for its time had come

Now the end and some 

A match once lit could not keep the flame 

Neither could its inheritance

For who is able to take a matches flame and carry it ever? 

Not me? Not you? Not they?..

But wait what about the sun? 

Does it burn even after the light of day?

The torch must be carried into the night

In the depth and hallows into eternity's night 

Take my dear my tear and bleed with your ear

I'll tell you once and again the rhyme changed wind

This time the leaves rolled their way

Happily during the day they took no stops 

Up a hill they rolled with zeal 

When they got to the top they saw they had reached their peak

Now standing on the edge they contemplated going forward even though it meant going backwards

How could this be does not all roads lead to heaven?

Ignorance is bliss and blissful it is

At the top of every mountain lies the path to every valley

This is true so true I must say the lows bring the highs and the highs define the lows

For at every tip there's a toe

And and every toe a foot to crush the weeds

For every weed there is rich soil and for the soil a beautiful plant....

How is it then two opposing sides can exist on the same coin?

Insanity this is hypocrisy madness

The yin and yang share the same space...

In every beauty there is an element of darkness

In my perfection lies imperfection

Did you catch that line? Try again wink...

Sometimes space isn't needed where the opposites make a whole
or makes true the opposing side

But I suppose it may take years to see the hidden meaning had i not hinted at its existence.

Even still seven lines above will be read not understood
hence read between the lines

I'm stating what perfection is....

Oh geese now they think this guy's a wiz

Not in your dreams im just a man with a tat

On his back who hired a rat to tat that

And together we both sat tic toc tic toc
and chit chatted as time slipped away