Redrum Rat

They're starting to gather in small clusters fed up with being shackled by of a 5 star virus. Letting a redrum rat control how they live and think. Soon they'll gather by the thousands-then millions shouting out "we are not your commie minions". They will march and demand and never go away. They will not stand for a summer- perpetually gray. There's napalm and gasoline in the air... again. Camouflaged hearts have turned into slurry and flint. Batons will twirl in the streets- seeking innocent blood. The sound of halos cracking-the smell of rat tails burning, All the goodness in life being dragged into the urn... ,,,and the ultimate alpha male is pissing blood. Eventually he'll place us gently into our destiny. Churning earth into a ball of tiffany glass. Pretty whorls of panic, loneliness and death... let the cleanse begin.