08/22/2005: "Little Kids"music: none
I had a better idea in mind, but someone didn't watch their little kids.
My delicate thoughts escaped me, due to youthful stupidity,
combined by the foolish adults who could not watch the brats.
In my mind, I became a fire, that lashed out at the moronic moppets,
and left them screaming in vain.
With a thought alone, I left them dead; mothers crying, they died too.
"Next time raise your children well, and watch them in this wicked world.
Many a child has been slashed and stabbed by the mad and ambitious,
so keep them on a short leash; ensure they make no sounds."
Perfect vengeance, these harsh, foul words, never to be real,
but instead to dance through the minds of the many
to grow one day in more fertile grounds.
I perceive the coming age to be the end of innocence,
which never did any one any good.