Stoic
Stoic
"Were going to poke you in your left arm right here, anesthesia is now in his left vein."
Wait so many options where to begain.
No, not that tissue that's what drives him insane.
There it is, the little facts about what's inside his domain.
Looks like lot of anger, happiness, and joy all in one place.
Yet calm as ever never to be shown again.
This kid ain't normal no constant migraines.
No depressional waves.
Hard times overcame.
Quick to his feet after all friends turned ways.
No sign of drugs, not even cocaine.
No hatred towards others just a calm empty plain.
His future ambitions are all in his aim.
Addictions are none, "Doc there's nothing he couldn't contain."
"So, What is the issue inside his membrane?"
How is he so unlike all others when we look at his cerebral Stain.
No hatred towards others just a calm terrain.
"Doc whats wrong with this kid?"
"I don't know check the filename."
"Um, Doc you are going to want to see this."
"Let's have a look."
"It reads, not broken, nor weak, not sad, nor unmature. Knows what he wants, and a future, oh wait. Oh no, The last thing it reads...
Uncontrollable consciounce without ever dropping opponents
with small tendencies to State all of his feelings, Leaving nothing, Unless its past discrepencies.
Nothing to his name, nothing to untame. Just a wild kid. Who has a dark mind, past, in a dark world.
in other words...
He has the mind of a crazy man, yet somehow remains calm. Never alarmed but always unharmed.
Nothing to the sorts we have seen at this rate.
Who aint never been afraid."
"Doc this is ubsurd."
"Do not let that boy wake up or it will be the end of this Earth.
Wait, we must do something now before it’s uncontrollable at this moment maybe make him relapse? Fake his I.D. New Birth?
“Nah but giving him a f*cked up mind that outta work!”
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“You there”
“Doc he’s awake”
“Good the psycho imbedded better work”
…3 days later, on a downtown walk he notices something unusual. Someone wearing
.
Suddenly his conscience comes at bay.
Oh wait did I strike a nerve?
No seriously did I strike a nerve?
The poker face I have had my whole life, Is that the right word?
Jacob C'mon man did you not learn
Stay back inside there conscience for I turn to slurs.
Or are we coming to recycle this sentence I priorly stirred.
Looks like were back to the basics
Nothing to rhyme, just an aim at his patients.
Diagnosed with not one, two but three medications.
Slowly dying away like the plagues did.
Oh dang these raps getting more and more creative.
Maybe someone’s gonna have to batter before he goes atheist and breaks all his bones from saying the same shit that going to wave this.
Nah, his conscience may be crazy but his figure is wakin
Straight forward no fazing.
He does not have the patience
Yet earns all on his plate with
Nothing but two hands and a…
A stoic smile on his face.
…The beginning of a monster in the makin.
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