Father Times Trap
As he sits with heed
He knows your greed
And sets this trap for you
He does feel your pace
As you stalk with no grace
To the prize of freedom and true
He knows your style
As he smiles with guile
And hopes you kill as you do
For you claw and poke
When you feel his hands choke
They wrap around your neck now blue
The track of laughs
Now eerily cast
As you force a smile so crude
He releases his grip
Forcing you to trip
In the trap he lay for you
Friends by your side
When you feel time collide
They are now passing over anew
As the good book did say
You will feel me this way
As you see you lord savior pull through
To get out in front
You kill those so blunt
Your knife with the blood of the Jews
Your stab everyone
To get what has come
As you trip over the body of Sue
She was your first love
Killed by your own glove
To get to the trap for you
Now is the time
As your friends say their ryme
As they pass and laugh at your tomb
As the door closes in
Ones killed by your grin
Are smiling back its just what they do
To see your black eyes
In constant demise
As the trap has finally got you
Copyright © Penn Kname | Year Posted 2006
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