hell and order
"to hell with it!"
a bad idea it screams!
they gather around to watch the show
of freaks and tearing seams
to which the moon smiles
smiling crookedly with amber beams
(hey! look! it's a blood moon!)
and with angry fire it teams
so represent it shall,
represent broken dreams
as we all stare at the demorality,
life is rather cruel, it seems.
This poem is about:
Our world