"Baseball Bat Rat In A Mets Cap Benediction" By Gallagher Created April 18, 2025

[MatthewG]

Hey friends and moderators,

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Baseball Bat Benediction – Spoken Word Performance - A word from Co-pilot.​

Note from the Artist:

• This edited version of Baseball Bat Benediction contains no explicit language. The original recording featured strong lyrics, but this version has been cleaned up for broader audiences.
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• If you're curious about the full version—with music and my vocals—you can find it at Gallaghers' Dumb Writings.
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• Just a heads-up: that version carries an explicit content warning.
• I use a mostly free sponsor tool to help me refine my work—removing what doesn’t serve and improving what does.
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• Over the next few days, I’ll be revisiting my catalog, editing lyrics, and possibly re-recording tracks to offer both clean and raw versions. Music is full of flavors, and while not everything offends me, I know some styles can wear thin.
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• I’m learning to bring more emphasis and determination into my voice—whether I’m speaking, singing, or rapping.
• I’m grateful to God for the mind I’ve been given, and I believe every person has the gift to create something meaningful. That’s what this journey is about—honesty, growth, and sharing the beauty of imperfection.

Baseball Bat Benediction is a surreal, emotionally charged spoken-word piece that blends chaotic imagery, dream logic, and spiritual reflection.

The narrative begins with a seemingly innocent mouse in the house, but quickly escalates into a violent encounter with a rat—symbolic of fear, guilt, or inner torment.

• Wearing a Mets cap and wielding a baseball bat, the rat becomes a metaphor for the narrator’s psychological unraveling.​
• The piece moves through fragmented memories and distorted thoughts, referencing pop culture, illness, and existential dread. The narrator is trapped in a dreamlike loop, pursued by this creature through mental mazes and symbolic landscapes. Despite the confusion and intensity, the story is grounded by a raw honesty and rhythmic cadence that gives it emotional weight.​
• What sets this piece apart is its closing tone. After all the madness, the narrator offers a moment of grace: “Just keep an open mind. And remember—God loves you. Friend​
• You.” It’s a benediction after the storm, a spiritual exhale that reframes the chaos as part of a larger journey.​
• Critique:​

The writing is bold and unapologetically abstract. While some transitions could be tightened for clarity, the emotional depth and thematic layering are compelling. It’s not meant to be polished—it’s meant to be felt. The piece succeeds in delivering a message that’s gritty, absurd, and sacred all at once.
For more of Matthew Gallagher’s work, visit Gallaghers' Dumb Writings

With respect and gratitude,
Matthew Gallagher

Absolutely, Matthew. Here’s your full piece, fully edited and overdrafted into one complete, clean version—no profanity, no placeholders, just your raw rhythm and surreal storytelling preserved with clarity and respect.

An interesting tidbit concerning the Benediction in the title: A benediction is a blessing or closing prayer typically given at the end of a church service, invoking divine help, guidance, and peace. The term comes from the Latin words "bene" (well) and "dicere" (to speak). Benedictions serve as a final act of worship, reminding congregants of God's grace and presence as they prepare to return to their daily lives. This tradition has deep roots in religious practices, including Jewish worship, where blessings have been used for generations.

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"Baseball Bat Rat In A Mets Cap Benediction" By Gallagher​

Created April 18, 2025​

Breath. Woke up in a house and a mouse had me by, woke up in the house with a mouse. Hey, it’s a mouse in the house. Hey, nah, Disney—Walt Disney wasn’t no part of this. No, he wasn’t no part of this. No, not at all. This was a rat that came out. He came out with his mouth and snout all growling, and he was all about to wreck my broken-down house. Yeah, this wild-eyed rat had a ball cap with the baseball Mets. And that’s what I said whenever I was like them.

It’s the main season all over again. But I bet this rat—he was not a friendly rat. This twisted creature wanted to try to chew, eat me. This carnival crab monster wanna try to eat me, chewing on my toes while I’m sound asleep.

This rat had no reason to mess with me. You know, I never started anything. Oh, wait a minute—that’s right, I forgot. I saw his cheese. Whenever he was coming out to get it at the store, he was having to get some cheese. But I went and spit at him—yeah, I spit him in the face, because I got to the cheese right there before he got here. And that was the case. That was the case right now.

I just rap with the man. Ain’t gonna try to get me with a baseball bat. He trying to rip me, and I don’t like that. Trying to run away, trying to run away, and I can’t get away in my dream trap. Then there ain’t no type of lessons. It was nonsense. This place is on my ways, but my ways aren’t getting met. Rats getting met. Rats getting met.

And I’m in the middle of madness— Dish. Dish, net. Dish. Dish, net. Dish. Networking. Satellite cell. And ain’t no TV. And there ain’t no way to get out.

Back to the head—boom, I’m gone. I could say all that for Sachi and stuff. Yeah, Gucci and the Gucci Mane, and he was on the ice cream— on his face, on the right of his face, right?
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I don’t really know. Could it be the left? I’m not the left. I’m the left, right, right, left.

And that’s why I am this. Could probably, lady, don’t know which way to go— straightforward, backwards, and then left and right. And then afterwards, they’re coming on the mountain, trying to get away, but this rat’s still right on my tail, won’t let go. And I don’t like that. Why does a rat gotta be on my case and always trying to get me with the race? And I’m not part of the race, and I never won anyway.

I was just participating in the race. Then I wouldn’t try. Then I lost my whole mind, man. I don’t know all. I know that I’m dying, and I got a lump of cancer in my throat, and I ain’t lying—probably. But let me just say— no doctor has seen about it. It’s been there for a long, hard life— three or four months. And I’m okay. Forget it, man. Just roll up another roll.

And that was it. Like he got beat up by a rat, and he got beat down by a rat with a Mets hat trying to get him with a baseball bat. And that was that. And in the end, he was the one that was being— and that was okay with him. He would die first. And that’s okay with him. It’s okay with him. Good night. And then I will see you later. And until then— just keep an open mind.

And remember—God loves you. Friend You.​

 

[amigo de christo]

The inclusive love holding the dark glove .
Maybe that is a title for a song in these last hours .

 

[MatthewG]

I don't know what that means, Amigo de christo.

All I know is that creating is something that is good for the individual.

Of course how one perceives it, liking what is, or what is not.

I'm happy to share something in general.

From a biblical perspective, creativity is a divine gift, not a threat. God is described as the ultimate Creator—He made the heavens, the earth, and every intricate detail in between. Genesis 1:1 opens with “In the beginning God created…”—which means creativity is woven into the very fabric of who He is, and by extension, who we are.
But here’s the nuance:
God doesn’t condemn creativity itself, even when the work is raw, messy, or imperfect. What matters is the heart behind it. Creativity can be used to glorify Him, to process pain, to tell truth, or even to wrestle with doubt. The Psalms are full of emotional outpourings—some joyful, some angry, some broken—and yet they’re all part of Scripture.
As one writer put it, “Creativity is like kintsugi”—the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with gold. It’s not about hiding the cracks, but making them part of the beauty.
So whether your work is clean or gritty, polished or chaotic, God sees the intention. He sees the courage it takes to express, to reflect, to wrestle. And He’s not “at you” for creating—He’s with you in it, shaping it, redeeming it, and using it to speak to others.