I Spy With My Little Eye

Something sits slunk in the corner Am I the only mourner? This stranger rocks weeping it has been sleeping It has awoke to find its nightmare was not in its mind It realizes that this is real sadness it begins to feel I step closer to this unknown For in this dungeon no light is shown Darkness envelops this victim My cigarette the only light on him As I step closer "help me" he whimpers "save me from these night tremors" This is no dream my friend Your sorrow will not end "I am dying" he tells me How can I save thee? "Carry on my word So little am I heard" As I step closer to the helpless soul Gasoline penetrates my nostrils whole Who are you good sir "I am Mankind's Conscious mister I have lived in the shadows as mankind cuts each others throats without mind of the consequences of heartless acts So will you help me in the face of these facts?" I contemplate his pleading A conscious this world is needing But what is that to me No benefit for me do I see With the smell of gasoline still in my nose I flick my cigarette at his body and ragged clothes As I turn and leave I hear his moans As I turn and leave I trip over Chivalry and Honesty's bones