Thursday, February 17, 2011

The Madness

When the blue light shines in my path
And darkness kisses my ass
I will fall on the jungle floor
And eat some green green grass

Then the grass will get me high
Like an eagle, I'll float in the sky
Look down at petty mortals
Watch them squirm and die

I will not wonder about their issues
Or their pain, anger and hate
Eagle vision will reduce them to ants
Their death a nameless date

Maybe I'll dive when I see a prey
With focus, alertness and madness
I'll kill everything that I see in my path
To make some sense of this mess

An eagle high on drugs

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