Goliath

Glaring down from the dead fig tree Feeding on the rot They stare back with militant eyes through a grayscale spectrum They say, "Ain't that neighbor no friend of mine" We've reached bottom only to find Corrosion burning up the tree Don't wanna see past their name Hunting, writhing Snort your reflection Get high off your horses Denying Those deciding You're not hiding anymore We dance, defiant, despite this place We dance, so vibrant, transcend your gaze But your hand moves with just mine And your scars were traced with the same lines Still the difference seems so clear You are there and I am here This god-fearing reflex - Smites them down to the pavement And in their image, you catch a piece of yourself that you have always hated With torches in their palms lit, the mob surrounds, transfixed on their crucifixion Kinda hard to extend a hand when it's nailed to a cell phone Bystanders gather round to see them stoned and feast on their limbs Hung, drawn, and quartered in the street Higher chimp, now give me a glimpse Through this one-way transphobic mirror staring back at yourself A primal monolith of dominance, Black, reflecting back at the mass And how do they know who you are? Part of your "pretentious high-goddamn-art?" Making sure you don't walk alone Cuz they'll club you down with a femur bone like a fucking ape Attack a beauty they do not excuse in their tribe Can you feel their hand of God drag you out of that bathroom? Can you prove to them your existence is real? Philosophize and actualize your flesh - Can you prove to them that you can feel? The skeptic in them is never quenched And when you step on this turf You put your wounds in their hands and they clench Your blood pours out Your blood pours out Your blood pours out Into the cupped palm of their God He drinks from you He drinks of you Goliath will fall Goliath will fall far from this tree Do you need what I am not? Would you believe in all I am?