Finger Tips

Let me my voice be heard,
let them hear my words.
Now, sit, and listen to my voice.
You no longer have a choice.
So sit back and listen,
and look at my eye as they glisten,
with the truth and power of what I say.
It is time you open up your wallet and pay,
for the sins you have done.
The time has come.
It is time for retribution.
I will stir this world with so much commotion,
you will realize why you had begun to hate me.
I have the key,
to open up the secrets from the depth
of the hole you call a heart, where you have kept
those underlying secrets inside.
It is time for me to confide
the words that are on my lips,
but coming off the edge of my finger tips.