The Violent CarouselA Poem by A. VidmarLadies and gents, gather ‘round. I’m gonna play you a disturbing song. What you shall hear is the cry of the cannibal; The cry of the Insane. They walk amongst us, And blend in so perfectly. One may be standing next to you Ready to fulfill a yearn for blood. Sultans, Kings, Queens, friends; You’ll never know Who's one of the Insane And who is not. There are three types of people in Life; The Sane, the Insane, and the Sociopathic. All are dangerous. So I tell you, beware. All three are killers; The Sane become the Insane Who, in turn become the Sociopathic Who, in turn, are killed by the Sane. When the Sane kill the Sociopathic, They become the Insane, And then the Insane kill those who are Sane And become the Sociopathic. And the Sociopathic kill the Insane And the cycle starts all over again. Welcome to the Violent Carousel The Ride of Death that never ends! © 2011 A. Vidmar |
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Added on December 22, 2011 Last Updated on December 22, 2011 |