Landmines
Awaiting all foes upon Marilyn's row
Creeping to lock those
In a figure of four
Swearing to the crest
To adhere to law
Jamming both feet at door
Creaking like the cats cry
Closed eyes can see no more
As clasped hands receives no blessings
All in all we require a lesson
Subjecting flesh to fest
Wretch who's best
Keep none kept
Take upon service
Seek to confess
Align the next
Times seem bleak
Prey upon the strong
Thrive on the weak
Humble starved of tranquility
Individuality dots like stumped soliloquy
Questions of what juices
Are tapped from minds
Ask what is yours
Seek not mine
As what you sought after
May just be
Landmines















