Humanity, yes, you have fallen from my grace
Through the actions of your Roman emperors.
A security base I have been and
In revenge for my pain I shall yank,
Violently, the support from which you have been
Held up so unceasingly.
You shall fall and crumble in your insecurity
Not unlike a building whose foundation
Has been pushed away by a ball and crane.
No longer shall compliments spout from my mouth,
The well from which the fountain flows
Long has run dry.
So next time you go to take a drink
Think of me.
And keep your back to the wall.
Posted by BlueWolf on April 26, 2005 09:25 PM