.::Heated in Shackles::.

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*Approaching the gate of heaven*

Gatekeeper: And who might you be?
Me: Jesse aka Nemesis.
Gatekeeper: OHHHH the rapper.
Me: Yup.
……………….
Gatekeeper: Sorry I can’t let you in.
Me: Why?
Gatekeeper: Your sins are to strong, sorry kid.



I turn to a stairs, eyes inflamed, robust with pressure
Combust my pleasure, I believe God mistrust my measure
Adjust my leisure; a fever fractures my skull with tender heat
As I retreat to Hell, where the saying is so discreet
So completely disgusted, stairs encrusted in molten
Turning back, can’t believe god mistrusted my fortune
Prosperity is my killer, Steps heating faster and faster
Reputing a religious improve, “The pastors a basterd”
Now my fault crazed mind, encaged with a struggle
My brains juggled, like it was being beaten and smuggled
The fiery gate imploding, opening with my await
Never sedate, irate with feelings that can’t be debate
For “Heavens sake”, to be retrieved is not available
I pity the people, who believe this smog is inhailable
Unbearable noise, threw the cleft of the entrée
Debris from the cave, dropping over the marquee
A degree of difficulty surpassed over me
I spotted a vendee who took quite a note of me
The ghoul restricted me, or more pain would be inflicted
I’m afflicted by the sounds of souls whipped and constricted
To my left I saw 6 doors, emblems encrypted in the canvas
Each consists of a chamber deep in the abyss
The ghoul persist, tugging my neck cuffed with a shackle
Eyes bare and raw, squeamish by the bluff of a jackal
I raise my head, eyes scorching toward the throne of the beast
Ceased the end of my road, nothing like portrayed by the priest
A normal human figure, torches around his awaiting stool
A Cerberus in a cage, incubated in drool
Commandments of rule, plastered to the cage of the dogs
Engulfed by a bog of lava, they couldn’t be read by the fog
Steam gushers enraged with the steps I toke, towards the asylum
My breath succumb to the conniving, my time has come



Satan: And who might you be?
Me: Jesse aka Nemesis.
Satan: OHHHH the rapper.
Me: Yup.
……………….
Satan: Pick a door
Me: Why?
Satan: Because this is your final stop kid ………

6 doors, all embracing a death
I chose 2 to the left, as I take my last breath

[Ntalek]

Pretty daunting imagery you provided in this drop...it was held with a great level of consistancy..I loved the flow of the drop..you held it together great with nice strings of multi's here and there. There was a nice feel of this kinda dark emotional standpoint. Overall i think this was a good read...and if you're new here to RB...welcome..and it's clear to see that you have some talent..hope to see more from you...

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