I have no need to rhyme

I have no need to rhyme,
for I am in prime time for
dirt and grime to simply
sublime with the sound of a
chime.

There is not reason at all,
for me to recall or squall
Crawl or climb a tall wall,
in order to enthrall or stall a
brawl.

You see for my style is new,
without screw or glue,
a true blue clue to who?
My overdue debut and please, do not
misconstrue

that the words I choose
are simply to abuse, confuse or infuse
my right to refuse the bruise and blues hues
of our views and overrun ourselves with
shoes.

I told you I have no need to rhyme
For the words I mime climb to the prime
and stop on a dime.