Psychopathic Science

Haven't written anything in awhile so I figured I should write something. Enjoy!

Thunder cracks and rips through the vortex 

 The body is well preserved on the gurney with care

   Many people find science too complex

  But those certain people always have a few extra limbs to spare

       The muffled moans of my tests creep from the vents

   The rancid, intoxicating odor soaks through the walls

      When I'm done this creation will have every sense 

   The lovely screams of my pets echo through the halls

   Half past twelve, the shows about to begin 

 Lightning strikes the conductor with a jolt

  So what if bringing back the dead is a sin

 The power is surging through it's volts

  The smell of life roams the air

 Bright blue eyes snap open with fear

  The creation focuses on me with a glare 

 I can't help but to evily cheer

   

Reviews

[Macie Bradley]

How classic your words are spoken. I like it. Did great Mr.ClssicalyWicked

[Tea]

Great idea, it's very imaginative.

[sakshi arora]

well penned with a good idea