I Dropped a Bottle of Negligence

Are you ready for this?
The master plan to change it all;
Blend in to the prejudice,
hold the pentagrams high.
Fall in line behind the core
and follow the stream to the end.

Fall off the edge of devotion,
subtle desertion,
fed with bullets.

The splatter of silence
echoes in the courtyard
as you convey the message.

There’s a numbness in the air,
never touched by a human finger before.
The loss of the claw
and the roaming within these walls,
haunted by ghosts and ghouls.

Follow the yellow brick road
take the asphalted street
they say home is where the heart is,
but you need to find your heart first.

When you’ve hear the expression
‘easier said than done’
one too many times
perhaps you need to think again
because all you might need to do
in some cases
might be as simple as to act before you speak.