My Sights

I set my sights
Put my burdens behind me
Cutting tethers from the posts
I unhitch my bindings

Your shackles and chains
Couldn't lock me down
So find a fucking recourse
Since I'm not your clown

I'm no jester
I'm not here to amuse
Self-righteous bastards
Won't condone your abuse

You should take your ass back
To the drawing board
Reassess your options
Define Plan B
Any alternative will never phase me
No

No course of action
You could take would phase me
You should stamp your pass back to Reality
Exploitation will not provoke me
I'm not your detainee

I'm no slave
You'll be my hostage
Once I take aim
Sealed in a fucking cage
Sending prayers above
Facing my rage



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Spina
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