Just Desserts
Society has a dilemma here
cold hard killing machine
facing this computer screen
what he won't do in real life
he'll tackle in some game
where he maims the lame
guns down innocent animals
while an industrial soundtrack
keeps up the pace
the adrenaline flow
has made him become quite bold
What has happened to the boy inside?
was he left abandoned by the wayside?
is he moral less now?
a natural born killer
desensitized by all this senseless violence
reflected in his eyes?
Reality has become his fiction
gunned down everyone in his kitchen
but there is no reset button
to undo all these destroyed lives
heaven is hell
who can really tell?
if his eyes are opened wide
screaming silently on the inside
have society and its misguided innocence
finally gotten its just desserts?
mathiasthom
written 10/16/09
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