Rats

Once I looked for cosmic guidance,

And I heard a dragon laugh,

I searched for new directions,

Saw the scorpion sting itself to death,

The spider danced an Irish jig,

Upon my epitaph,

The rats, they feasted, on moldering flesh,

And I wondered will this last?

 

I looked once more toward the sky,

And saw the eagle fall,

The vultures screamed in unison,

The rats, they ate some more.

 

A twisted tree fell 'pon my path,

Blocking all progression,

I turned around to retrace my steps,

To seek where I started from,

But the path was become a snake,

Hungering for my soul,

Side by side with the rats,

And they were starved for more.

 

So here I stand, no place to go,

Abyss on either side,

In which flows a molten river,

Product slime of mankind,

I see fishes of hatred,

The eels of immorality,

A turtle speaking false words,

Carrying pictures of humanity,

The defecation of a master race,

And the rats...

Greedily thrive there.

 

return to menu

previous

next