by Terrence Aym

Created on: October 29, 2009

This Insanity

Your dark arrogance invades my dreams.
I know your head's crammed with miserable schemes.
Your smirking glances behind the scenes.
Your public disposition is not what it seems.
I know exactly what you're pretending to be.
Will it never end, this insanity?

You were found not guilty at your trial,
Then winked at the jury and tried out your smile.
The bailiff grunted that he liked your style,

He missed what you really are by a country mile.
You never were what you appear to be.
How will it end, this insanity?

As your attorney I defended you vigorously,
Secretly hoping you would be found guilty,
And not get away with your crime scott free,
But you did anyway and made justice a mockery!
I can see what you're doing; yes, I can see.
Will it ever end, this insanity?

The woman you raped is not around.
They found her buried underground.
Under questioning you made not a sound.
As your attorney I stood by you, duty bound.
So who will stop your sociopathy?
Who will stand up to this insanity?

You know I know and it makes you chuckle.
For you, being human is too much trouble.
How many lives have you ruined, buried in the rubble?
I wonder if I have the guts to burst your bubble.
If I can quietly kill you, then the world will be,
Free of your evil and this insanity!

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