January 28, 2013 § 1 Comment
Sweet satisfaction
oh the power of humanity.
Thoughts of power
drive
feed
and nourish
the starving child within.
Black, cold heart,
where did you come from?
Sweet lullaby
the screams of thousands soothe you.
Sadistic glee,
and a bounce in your step.
Plans unfold.
Vehicle of hate,
so delicate….
very nice.