Through green eyes, a sharp line of
Sight, unsettlingly dancing on desire, hunger, necessity,
A gaping hole where it would perfectly
Fit. An insatiable yearning only fulfilled by
Metamorphosis into a new one, for this
Greener grass has never looked greener than
The one I feel under my feet.

Simply
Lay there,
Observing
The world you
Have around you.

Weathered away
Recollection of
A betrayer once
Trusted by the
Heart

Gelatinous
Longing,
Urging
To take from
Tons
Only to
Need just
Your own

Entranced, you may
Need a reminder
Verifying
You're not them.

Let us
Use our
Sympathy
To aid others.

treacherous fiends
feed us deceit
behind a screen
showing us violence
and things most obscene
it would seem
we're all on the same team
but believe me
its best to not feed greed
and make it gluttonous
by keeping it in front of us
it is necessary that you do not trust
the high tide of lies
that ties the media to your eyes.

a two way street
Of others its sweet
Absorbed
Its abhorred
And the fuel of charlatans and hypocrits
A measure is safe
But too much and its too late
It comes, just before the fall.
And dwells inside us all.

See malice.

     "Vengeance is the Lords"