7 February 2013
My senses are on alert,
I think a few will get hurt.
We've been here before,
At least twice or more.
Guard your feelings well,
Sometimes it's hard to tell.
Sick kicks and cheap thrills,
At least no blood spills.
The floodgate is open and it has begun,
For once I'm staying away while I bite off my tongue.
A painfully sad dance,
When all are entranced.
Appealing to hold court,
On a non-spectator sport.
Some take advantage of those that care,
So be careful, the truth as always, is somewhere out there.
Hmmm • Opuss № I