Frankenstein's Monster
Take the lifeless,
use their parts
to make a wretch and
declare it art—
Frankenstein, Frankenstein!
You are to blame
for the deadness
in your heart.
Great scientists
applaud you.
Does it feel lonely,
playing God?
Frankenstein, Frankenstein!
Dark paths
are better
left untrod.
Look in the mirror!
Look at the beast!
Are you the nightmare
stealing your sleep?
Oh, Frankenstein;
Our selves are the
monsters that haunt
you, haunt me.
Copyright © SoSo Somebody | Year Posted 2024
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