PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

It’s not exactly that i wish to make you suffer,

it’s just that open minds are easy to control.

Your thoughts are begging to be given some direction,

so I gladly step in when the owner isn’t home.



It’s so ironic, that while you are flying in your private sky,

free to go wherever dreams will let you, I can sneak inside

and leave you stranded in your vision. Your body is my slave.

I can make it do my bidding, I can force you to behave.

Sit, that’s a good boy. Assassinate, here’s a treat.

Sleep, that’s a good girl. Bring my foes to my feet.



Just like a great invention cast aside with neglect,

without this power, I would still make my demands

and watch as servants faithfully deliver

everything into my hands.



Fool, do you really think that i would recollect

all your little contributions?