Invisible

By Cameron Foster

I’m invisible because people refuse to see me

I’m invincible, but on the inside, I crumble easy

I want knowledge, but isn’t that what everyone is seeking?

I am pieces to the puzzle to complete what others are dreaming

I am knowledge because I am powerful

I am water the way I have the whole glass full

I am fashion because the way I move, my flow is cool

I am angry at the nonsense 

Angry at the pestilence 

Angry at the long term superficial insolence 

Im angry at the paralytic rhymes

In these extreme trying times

I’m angry at the ignorance

I’m angry at the people that say, “I’m not listening”

I’m angry at your unawareness

And Your Cluelessness

Angry at your Foolishness

Angry at Your Lack of intelligence 

You unIntelligent

Angry at your mindlessness

Angry at your Lack of enlightenment

I am lightning 

Striking so fast that I’m frightening

Angry at your lack of education 

your unreadiness 

And your angriness 

Towards knowledge 

You wear the crown

But you have no power your highness 

But you brag that you’re so high, Miss

Ain’t ready for the ground now you’re crying

Spitting poison every day, but you ain’t lying

Until you get eaten alive by a lion

You can’t run so now you’re hiding

Thinking you won’t get caught 

Now you’re dying

what’s your last wish?

Hoping overwhelming power could last this

Tell him I’m angry at your politics

Angry at your lawlessness

Angry that everything you did is what’s caused this

I’m angry at your stupidness

Angry at your recklessness

Angry that every time you think it’s without any sense

And You’re heartless

You speak before you think and now you’re gone miss

Had you had wisdom with your power

You would’ve been distantless 

And by everyone you would’ve been missed

But now you’re nothing but a distant mist

You’re gone with the wind so to my words, you can hear this

I’m angry at all your conversations

Because of your lack of dedication

To your people you owe

Everything that you sow

You were supposed to help us

With everything that you know

That’s why we put you in power

In the first place, Joe

I’m angry that you’re absent

In mind and in spirit

Good riddance

You didn’t hear a voice then

But all of a sudden, now you hear it

Get out of my face before I lyrically dispose of you

You lie through your teeth now the devil owns you

You made no good dent in the now

So everybody’s going Joe who?

Now you’re gonna die soon

Because you’re old too

I’m angry at the people who have positions of  power

Have the ability to change and don’t

They don’t think it matters

There goes your golden hour

Thinking about this makes me madder

I’m angry at their mindset

They fall so low

Because they did nothing when they were at their highest 

I’m angry that the only time you’re at peace

Is when you’re in poverty

Honestly

How can we believe in you?

If you’re the reason that we had bankruptcy

You hide under covers but then pray on people that you see

You pray on the meek and the weak

And by the end of the week

More money is what you seek

You give up anything and everything

So that power you can keep

You reek

I’m angry at your impudence 

And your rudeness

I’m angry at your cockiness 

You talk a big game

But then you’re full of it

Angry at your laziness 

Angry that you’re mannerless

But you’re so good at being arrogant 

But the time you spent in power is irrelevant

Its evident

My faith in you it went so low it hit the sediment 

Your ashes and your acts spread so far now it's prevalent

You failed the people you swore to protect

You embarrassment

You putting on this big facade 

you're not elegant

Its precedent 

You're a two faced president

You manipulate your people as if it were embezzlement

I’m angry that you got power

Even worse that you want more

Because with it, you destroyed everything we were fighting for

I’m angry that you’re counterfeit

And pretends to wonder who does this

So bad I question how you’re somebody’s husband

I give the girl props 

Because she told the truth

But you do nothing but lie and cheat

You’ve done it all through your youth

Now you’re old

The devil owns your soul

You got nobody to hold

And you try to make other fit your mold

By Cameron Foster