Reasonable Doubt

Cartridges and empty magazines

With the Glock

I might shoot myself

Falling down but I'm praying

Throughout the struggle

I don't lose myself

But the rendezvous is death

So I resent the choice

I might choose myself

Sit down to write my thoughts

But I ain't got any

This is all I have bought

Bankrupted the economy

Monumental milestone mixed with mockery

Menacers molesting middlemen with misogyny

But what have I become? I hold myself at ransom

My felonies are random

Jealousy's your tantrum

Killer's mind is the sanctum

This night is my anthem

I might be the phantom.

By: Arman Yusuf