I awakened and fled the city to find a mortal sanctuary…
I run from the children for they want to play with my mind
They sing savage lullabies to send me to the sleep
They would erase memory from my consciousness
Their high-pitched voices pierce my skins with needles
With nonsense words and taunts my needy soul a complexity
The children danced with joy within the power of geometry
Hand signs to universal powers meaning with tiny fingers
shouts without a reserve
My answers sub-vocal choking for my energy dissolves
fibers of my will cease
As they reach for the Sky their heads grow their spines grow
Psychotic generation pauses – then Explodes plodes plodes plodes
They now control the eyes of the Easter Bunny