Delusion
I am deluded in my eye about my own importance
There is never any doubt that what eye want must come first
before the others of my dubious worth the others of my kind
my peers they peer down noses made of swine lined foreskins
using beer and wine soaked minds and sucking nicotine and sexes
wishing only for the many colored hues of drugs
to make them happy using soma while the killing never stops
until the ardent joker magnifies
the key to the city of the corn trodden ox.
The near misses of the killers make me cringe
as my desire herself is off to collages.
One man gun hand in a tower made of paper
can instantaneously make many students reappear
with angel wings on them.
I do not want that to happen to my daughter
she is made of Renoir paintings and much love and many flowers.
Society killers are just made of glass and clear delusion.
Dissertation
The carrot and the stick the madness of the gunman
is not worth more loss of freedom this nation and this world
was not founded on mere illusion but a pattern from the heavens
reflection if you will not good but evil is thy name CHO
when all you do is kill
the thing to do is panic nail all the people down
make more coffins for everyone in town
give in to fear and pass another round
of drinks and ammunition
make manage of contrition and polite intention
of the silver dollar image of the goat milking hound
bare knuckles don't break bones bare fingers come undone
at the mere mention of the recipe of death
the killing minions of the bad bad breath.
This is my dissertation.
