Hatred
Will bleed you out dry
Yes madness' only fun
No talking only words
Strung
Around this all
yea about
Genuine is it not,
The rhyme
And the dare not to be.
The stops and
Go's
Fakers and real
           Perfected misleading directions.
Reality and fakes
Goals and steps
And nobodies bee's
Dare to begin!
Rhyming it's with licks,
Yea, about all this around
Strong and true
Words only making fun
Only,
Madness, no
For the love.

Madness has crept in through the cat door
And prayers have been our only hope
And chances
If any
Gave us all a tall order
A self recognized actuality.
Purpose is to withstand this terror
The hardships
The madness creeping in
Through the door our cats enters
Our cats
Our dear cats
Those patient intelligent creatures
So relaxed and calm,
Then so energized and ready
We need to become calm and ready
No matter what the weatherman conveys.