I trip on golden waves of ego and travel on sound,
For I am the night and to you I am bound
I'm the b***ard you love and the hero you hate,
But to others i'm simply a bringer of fate

I stand against treason,
I oppose all reason,
But to others it simply depends on the season

I'm a metaphor,
a parable,
not often comparable,
I stand in your way and I make life unbearable

I'm the reference,
the preference for millions of minds,
i'm the the thing you despise,
the thing that is blind

You could impede my progress
But you prey on my success
And instead you help me to further transgress

We have common enemies who live back in Time
Who each curse our name until one sound does chime
We'll overcome odds and then we'll get even
And then be content with the rewards we reap in

This is really cool!

have you ever posted poetry in the past? It's hard for me to think that I may have overlooked anything.


Good work man

Perfect analogy of a Misfit and you made it rhyme. Thanks for sharing it.

Nice

my english teacher would like that.