Surrounded by barbarians <br />in their plastic dog eat god world, <br />I burn in flames of ignorance, <br />unaware of what will unfurl. <br /> <br />Your castle’s portcullis lowers, <br />denying me access inside. <br />But when I go to confront you, <br />you run and hide in your stronghold. <br />You take shots when battlemented <br />'cause you were born without morals. <br />You lock me inside your dungeon <br />before throwing away the key. <br /> <br />Hearsay is a victimless crime, <br />as long as you’re not the victim. <br />But when you’re the one that's attacked, <br />you change into the hypocrite. <br /> <br />You’re brought in for your third degree; <br />So now what's your plan of action. <br />There’s no bailey to protect you, <br />nobody here from your faction. <br />Your two-faced nature has impaled you; <br />A penalty for your disdain. <br />Your deviltry is your iron boot; <br />It leaves you grounded in my pain! <br /> <br />(March 26,2007)<br /><br />Michael Fischer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dog-eat-god-world/
