My firearms a Nikon
Loaded with frames
Ready for war games
On a self eating planet
Painting bigger pictures
On a self releasing canvas
Pictures worth

Thousands of words
Thousands of lines- Never straight
Thousands of curves
Thousands of blurs
Thousands of miscommunications
Thousands of violent spurs
Thousands of colors

Nothings ever black and white
On their war field
Tanks, thunder, and cannons
On ours we piece and paint
Using the shutter on our Canon
Better shots come from
Push downs
Not pull backs
I wish we’d all relax

Gloom and Booms
Dark rooms,
Developing as people
Perfecting our zoom

Hiking Mount Vernon in my Timberland boots
Got my camera and Im ready to shoot.
I shoot the world.

really enjoyed the story between the rhythm...