Beautiful Poem by Rodney Dufault

You want to hear something beautiful from me?
You wanna hear about the birds and the bees?
Or what I heard from the trees?
Or how about the Earth turns...Please.
What about my burning disease
to show up shirkin' emcees
who ain't got words workin' like these?
Or what about those jerks, the police?
Or that dude who worked over your niece?
Those are the people that I've got words for, I'm beast.
Do I enjoy giving them what they deserve? Sure, but I'm beat;
And every day I live, I learn to observe more at least.
Maybe someday when it's my turn I'll learn to be free,
so I can give back to those who deserve more from me.
It's them I'll go to war for...and I'll return for the peace.
I just don't know if I can learn to keep my sword in it's sheath.