Saturday, March 31, 2007

LULLABY

Evil sees right through me with a smile
How long can you pretend to play good?
Smile broadens as I keep feeding on guilt

The clock strikes one…no mouse runs down

I observe the cat purring by my empty feet
You know it will surely scratch you someday
My feet jerk nervously, deciding upon a kick

The cow jumps over the moon…now foggy

Flesh perched on a cool metal trigger, toying
You will resign as all the others have done
Fingers shivering with the cold metal touch

Bah-bah black sheep…that’s being racist

Evil sees right through me with a smile
How long can you pretend to play good?
Smile broadens as I keep feeding on guilt

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