The One Hit Wonder


The one hit wonder writes his songs.
The words never rhyme.
The lyrics are of hate and crime.
Stuff he knows not right.


He says he's a victim.
He says he's a survivor.
The one hit wonder is angry.
He is a violent thing.
All those who follow,
Do the same thing.


The one hit wonder says that he's a victim.
He fills void with the wrong.
But it never does suffice.
The hole grows deeper, it never dies.


He says he's a victim.
He says he's a survivor.
The one hit wonder is angry.
He is a violent thing.
All those who follow,
Need the same thing.


He needs no one, though.
He loves none, though.
He has nothing, though
One needs him.
One loves him.
He can have it all.


He says he's a victim.
He says he's a survivor.
The one hit wonder is angry.
He is a violent thing.
All those who follow,
Can have the same thing.


Pardon My Poetry