The stage in the mind
The collision of greed and wants
The shadow players of the war lord
They craft skills to manipulate
The letters machines
Back in the backroom
Punching keys of words
Carrying the evil play
A clown to get it going
The short legged bull dog
Barking for all to hear
“You think you can get away?”
The people pass by
Ignoring the incessantly barking
Some throw stones at the bull dog
“Like that you want to bark?”
The evil flowing into lives
The crafted spins meandering harmless
Until it gets hold of the inner circle
The red light shines on the dark hill
The stage in the mind
The little rats running and hiding
The cat watches with eyes weary
For they are just robotic animals
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