Assault
My name is Assault
To many you may think
I am a game
I am fame.
But you are wrong
I was created only to inflict pain
If you are not careful
My brothers and I will put you in jail.
We know not Love
Nor do we Sympathise
Our masters plan was to deceive all of mankind
If you are not alert.
If you do not take heed
If you are not afraid
My Brothers and I will make you our tool
We will steal your wits.
Confuse your mind
Control your body
Take you to a place unkind
Where you will be made totally blind.
When you recover
You will only but discover
That our plan is to make you quiver as I have said before
Our masters plan is to deceive all of mankind.
I am not fame
I am not a game
I will be the only one that will gain
The masters plan will ensure
That your time is served in jail.
Copyright © Scarlette Patricia Howard | Year Posted 2017
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