Soul Stealing
I would not ever steal your soul,
yet carry in myself the deepest growl -
which might not ever go away.
You’d better stay right out my way!
We should not be like this,
and never be like that!
Who said,
that this,
or that,
or for god’s sake that frigging rat,
would have to be a rule -
determining who’s evil, and who is just a fool?!
The thing up there your neck
is good at patterns, like with chess -
the problem is severe:
the simple things are more than sex, and beer.
You’d better know thyself,
you’d better do what you’re supposed to do,
or be afraid of all those grinning suits.