The phantom and The jammer

The phantom and The jammer
I’m a phantom,

Possibly a monster chosen at random,

You’re a Jammer,

Possibly made from a the soul of a scammer.

I’m the one that has a dark soul,

I’m just a lump of coal,

You’re the one who has a painted one,

You’re the more adored son.

I put the survival of my species before my life,

I don’t even have a pocket knife,

Yet you put your sword before mercy,

You hold swords, you see.

I’m just a clone of my own people,

I’m a simple black beetle,

You’re one of a kind,

You can be whatever you want; all combined.

I’m screamed at for existing,

Yet I’m what makes everything interesting,

You’re hailed for killin’,

And you’re just the one that’s a fill in.

I’m the one who was born from misery, trickery,

I’ve always waited for my kind to have a single victory,

You’re the one who was born from pride, unsatisfied,

While your kind’s survival will never be denied.

What you are is what you want to be, a Jammer,

Your kind doesn’t stammer,

While we’re the remains of a mistake,

That is the cause for your headache.

You praise the bravery of an alpha,

But it’s been replaced by the nostalgia,

The hope for a time long gone,

When nobody spilled blood on your lawn.

We’re the evil,

We’re meant to be ripped apart by an eagle,

You’re the good,

You’re meant to collect firewood.

“Don’t kill us,

We promise we won’t make a fuss,

We’ll stick to our land,

Be under your command,

We just wish to survive,

We know what it takes to apologize,

For being born from Mira’s tears,

We’re sorry for all your fears,

But it’s not our fault,

So excuse our salt.”

We ask you to not be the killing judge,

Yet you won't budge.

I’m a phantom,

I’m a creature someone should abandon,

You’re a Jammer,

Just a random spammer.