Silence

Childish bullies

Cocky sureness,  worn on shoulders,

Paraded through streets as if owned.

Hidden eyes with hate, only smoulders,

With eager thoughts of detestation concealed,

Behind closed, locked doors as I pass.

Saunter and swagger from corner to corner,

Scoping out, that none dare here trespass. 

Secretly hope I catch me a scorner,

Whilst leering at passing beauties of desirable flesh.

Cat call to hearts content, none dare respond.

In the mean, kick a dog that dared get fresh,

Waltz on over and push a child in the pond.

I am the man, invoke fear through my power,

Prance around, chest out like a pigeon on heat,

As locals scowl and with scorn glower,

All have to know this is my bosses beat.

Under jacket, concealed from sight, hides my piece.

My 9mm that inspires respect from others.

Eagerly like to show off, no fear of police,

Took the gun from two dead brothers.

People wonder why the police use force,

Wonder no more, it is because of villians like me, 

Here to exploit and my gangs will to enforce,

My character based on voilence in games and Tv!