SCAMMERS

PEOPLE OF THE LIE

I don’t need your shadows
In my doubts anymore,
Nor your phantasms
In my fantasies anymore.

I’m aware that you are there.
Do you see it dribbling there?
On my chin,
Where none is spared?
My blood and guts are leaking out,
But I’m not scared!

Neither are my
Hands too scared
To run and hide away from you;
They’d rather hold
A single shred of violence
Against the Vilest
Of Necks Amongst Us.

But I’m aware that you’re there.
In fact, I’ll stake a stark,
crystalline-clear threat:
I wouldn’t Rest In Peace assured,
Since I’m highly self-aware
That you’re even also HERE.