He's a shining knight --
Of vile bull pucky
He's the spin master --
Of rampant slander
He's the shackle slapper --
Of coercion efforts
He's the whine dancer --
Of control waltzes
OUT OF CONTROL
Spinning! Spinning!
In a new element
Out of his element
Torn from domination
Shredded from terrorism
He stares anew --
At his scheme askew
As the realities' clarity
Slathered thickly about
Perhaps he's dumbstruck
Over what to do
When victims strike back
There's no more mercy
Within this realm
Of the riddles
He rapidly created
In his growing hoards
Of noxious yarns
Riddling his brain
Riddling his brain
Wracking his sanity
That never was
A shred of sanity
Within him to wrack
Still his riddles smack
Of his vendetta's pursuit
In these warm up laps
Of the new tide.
By Lady Lost
Copyright © 2002
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