A Boy With Roses

Seagull Dispute

I didn\'t expect it to turn sour like it did

Albeit the leech will siphon

Suddenly the tables had turned

I was in the middle of the argument

With a pink nose, with my chromosomes

In the middle of the sharp sounds

Mouths were speaking Vulgar Latin

The key was in the ignition

I followed my natural instinct

Went barking up the wrong tree

Swan dived into the Mexican standoff

Into the vitriol, cobalt and nickel

I had been frogmarched there

Had no other choice

 

I was like the medulla

Like the Leaning Tower of Pisa

The knife had been stuck in

It was a harpoon in the whale

I witnessed the ultimate betrayal

The imbroglio turned into a palaver

I burst into flames like tinder

The insults moved

Like they were well-designed rhymes

Like the mother virus, like the voodoo spells

With the intention of causing pain

They clung like dew

Clouds in the cerulean pool

The insults worked, done their job

Soon after I was perplexed

 

Didn\'t know what was going to happen next

I held my breath, I am chiseled out of pure earth

Not geared up to die, die, die

Watching the stars hang from the sky

The winds whip around

On dark and cold, rainy nights

I think about the things I\'ve said and done

All the things I can\'t take back

I have found unity at last

I have made it through the storm

Without a bruise or a scratch

I have found unity at last

Unity at last.