At Nahal Oz, Hamas hurled a substance weird
It burst into flames, released a gas to be feared
Jews suffocated in minutes, but we don’t know
Who made it, what it was, nothing to show.
At a theater in Moscow, rebels came in
Took the audience hostage, in the cause of Chechin
Russian police made an invisible gas flow
Terrorists were led away, what gas used we don’t know
Tourists describe a chemical they call “devil’s breath”
Makes you a zombie, in some cases causes death
Some Columbians use it, so visitors beware
It may seem underhanded, but crime isn’t fair.
Madman in the commuter train, makes fake phone calls
To warn the commuters of drug aerosols
He says criminals can attack this way, and you wouldn’t know
That you’re a victim, of a gas drug flow.
He says he’s a victim, they got his keys
Then entered his house, easy as a breeze
Affected his behavior, damaged his brain
White coats lead this guy away, but is reality insane?
What you don't know can hurt you, and it gets worse
You can blame natural causes, when your luck hits a reverse
When your health goes bad, when troubles accrue
Now it's possible someone's doing it to you.
Categories:
psychotropics, abuse, evil, hate, hurt,
Form: Lyric
How transient this psycho life,
psycho babble, psycho speak,
sat in corners, doing the freak,
rant and rave, brand, engrave,
and stamp and carve with a butcher knife.
All the cuts and spilling guts
could not convince any other than
I am more mad than man,
radically juiced on groovy drugs,
still as paint, comatose shrugs,
eyes held open with tooth-picks,
groaning weight of psychotropics.
I’d fandango with your mango,
or dance the epileptic tango,
a boogaloo of depression born,
us children of a lesser spawn,
electric shocks and shrivelling cocks,
and whoops there goes my building blocks!
So, how transient this psycho life,
ties that bind I long to sever,
seems so short, goes on forever,
blued and blacked and vacuum packed
and cut to shreds like Othello’s wife,
this psycho life,
let’s hear it again,
this psycho life,
one more time,
this psycho life.
Categories:
psychotropics, angst, health, introspection, social,
Form: Free verse