GRADUAL STRUGGLE

So, that's it
you quit!
I was prepared
to syndicate
my forefront feelings
for reason of expansion
and exponential public use
to counteract your methods of
dispersing with your magician's hand
unearthly tricks of modern trade
you played like
rehabilitated gamblers

Stovepipes cold above my floor
"time to ease up
and cool down," I thought
but I'll bet you show up again
and nervously point and
turn up the heat
I need to place a trade embargo
on your soul
your unseen goal
to capitalize your Family's Will
to kill ideas that are already
(in my eyes) neutralized

Kill motivation
you're done and through
sacred way of giving up
significant to future fame
you've made yourself my protege
you say you quit
but I'm crying tears
of disbelief
hereafter I'll be careful
just go your way
forget I even said 
anything at all






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