Poetry Visualized - The Razors Edge

The Razors Edge

The Razors Edge

Severing the reality of Ass’s and Elephants,
is the cold blue steal of the razors edge.
Defining the path, left to right and right to left.
Lemmings carry their saviors back and forth,
shuffling their feet, dulling the sharp gleam red.

The mass’s cheer on the Vampires and Frankenstein’s.
Chanting happily, "Enslave us! Beat us down! Bleed us!"
Condescend to us you magnificent bastards, convince
us you are loving masters. Tell us how free we are as you
shackle our liberty and feed upon our life’s blood.

What difference the tyranny of one or the tyranny of
many? A nation of vampires vote with their teeth to tear
flesh and drink our sustenance. Frankenstein’s strolling
through a bureaucratic bludgeoning of economic disaster.
Democracies monster, the Blob is the mob that votes!

Tweedle dee and tweedle devil, choosing the lesser evil.
Of Ass’s and Elephants, of Vampires and Frankenstein’s.
Enthusiastic lemmings loving their beatings daily. Thank
you master can I have another? Spank you very much.
Can’t vote for’em and can’t vote agin’em.