Po'tree

Into your mind like an ADD virus

My pen bleeds ink deep into the papyrus

Causing reaction that flips the ignition

The gears grind with sparks and resets your cognition

Mentally challenged with fierce indignation

you sit and you think without much contemplation

a weakness inside that was bred in your mind

you are searching for souls that are easy to find

And what makes you tick? This convenient bright light?

that has trapped you like retarded moths in the night

as you dig through the dirt with no shovel in hand

just a keyboard, some codes and no realistic plans

There you are with hands clasped, laughing and smurking

your wormhole techniques are suspicious and lurking

the time you have spent has been worth your account

which I hear has been thoroughly scanned and checked out

GPS satellites fixed on position

owned by the folks who are here by condition

to listen and read every word that's omitted

judgements enhanced by the oath they've admitted

Some say my words are indeed inspiration

an act of pure balance to weigh out this nation

an act of defense to the pitiful face

who was on this page long enough now to be traced

Your friendly Cyberhood

Uncle Samurai