I Feel Sorry For Your Scapegoat

We are the Lambs of God, sent to slaughter. Society and WE as humans, are never ready to face consequences for our own actions. I sincerely suspect that the concept of God was brought about so that a "divine force" could be blamed every time a human died of his companion's fault. We don't want to take the blame, so we find others to dump our follies on. The creation of scapegoats is just as fast as the blinking images on T.V. and the media turns us into a bloodthirsty mob in the blink of an uninformed eye.

We are sheep in the skin of humans, we demand to be led. Led over the precipice, over the horizon.

Mob mentality.

It is scary. The force of a thousand people, scream for blood in unison. I was very much inspired by Shakespeare to come up with the concept for this poem, which is somewhat of a continuation of my song Mob Mentality. (more of that on Facebook)

Read on!

Gothic angels seek to kill

Burning crosses seeking thrill

Murder and aborticide

Spread your wings and spread them wide

Vengeance seeking sheep so loud

Throw the scapegoat in the crowd

Puppets moved out by the master

Revenge is sweet when death comes faster

Blinded by their arrogance

Masses in a cryptic trance

Mobscene when we voice our thoughts

Brains in space like astronauts

The head count's more intellect is less

Such a manic, moody mess

Piper please play for the rats

Your sound will guide these sightless bats

Then the strings are pulled by Father

Bring the axes Mr. Logger

Peasants bound by King's decree

And anarchy shall set them free

So yeah, these were my thoughts, be sure to check back next week for a totally unrelated post thingee =D

Ciao,

Taksh