Once there was some artistry in evil;
Once, we gave the devil a run for his money ..
Made him sweat for it.
Time was, vice would hide its face; would ‘smile and smile and be a villain’
We live in a world unmasked.
Now, villains stalk the world bare.
They don’t care;
They are no longer actors.
Why go to all the trouble to disguise;
To mimic goodness;
Why echo your victim’s voice,
Borrow his words, pretend to be friend,
Lead him oh so gently down the primrose way
To the everlasting bonfire?
No need to deceive someone who doesn’t believe anything anyway.
Who knows it is all fake news.
We are all trained.
Trained to hear
And not hear.
Trained to believe that they care
And not care
that we know they don’t.
We bite their sounds
And accept that they crumble to dust
In our teeth
And leave our stomachs roaring.
I am a villain!
I will destroy your world!
I want it all for myself
And you can go to hell!
Vote for me!
And we turn our robot heads to the front
And slide the shades down on our robot eyes
And march, obediently,
Until we tumble over the brink
And feel the fire
That it is real.