Ode Z Poem by Andrew Moss

Who will carry the torch?
When my father is gone
And by whom did his inner light shine?
And did cavemen tell stories round the fire?
As their meat burned, before they knew how to fry
Now the earth it is shivering colder
Because space is plumbed too dark to see
Yet still you weep in surprising
When they say, Bitch go back to your latrine
So don’t blame them when you reach for your pill box
And find out that it’s already mine
My best thoughts, they were stolen by ancients
Eminem, he taught me to rhyme
It’s why I smile, though I know I am Caged Man
And I laugh, though I’ve done no such crime
With no clue where the hell I am going
I still manage to have a good time