so many thought they really knew what they could think of
a creature's wealth and where it health could be improved
though in their lines is barely hidden every hiccough
that came to surface this one time that they've been moved
but where i hide i cannot fight another battle
it's far too deep and far too scarred to win a score
where being right is just a game to certain kattle
i just don't want to live this worldness anymore
for where the others breath of something they updated
i have no source to reinforce my ways in fall
and who alignes me with some felon unrelated
will kill my words and call it justice above all
© 2009
may this be
for the batter