Part deux

Daggers

Because bullies are endangered species
Poison dart frog juice kissed my arrow
Bidding her good luck
As she ricochets off the pully
Aim is purposed
Gravity postponed
As every thought and emotion
Travels on the winds lottery
Fate squints aims and sticks it
You yowl
Like its an ambush
And you didn't get the memo
That your number is called
Your up
Your turn
Nothing is free
Pay up
This is no surprise
Judgement day doesn't care
What your name is
If your mama is on your side
She raised a fool
Amnesty-denied.