Consumed Is The Menace Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Consumed is the menace,
For an attention to get.
And with a childish bravado,
Think of life...
As their playground.
To insult and talk tough.
While someone videos them,
Doing this.

Chatroom bluffers who bully,
Represent all walks of life.
However...
Reality to face,
Without electronics to download
Become useless devices.
And difficult to excuse...
When the abused are discovered,
Neither to be meek. Mild.
Or cheek turners with eyes,
Swollen from nonstop crying.
Prepared to be dared...
Eyes don't blink but fixed,
They stare.

The Universe will not miss,
A bluish speck of dust.
Upon which leeches feed,
Conflicts to bolster up...
Boosted bluff.
And threats escalating,
Death to debate...
The fate of humanity.

Consumed is the menace.
Unaware of what it is.
Making the final,
Ultimate decision...
In this massive majesticness.
Could,
Without a wish but desire...
Eliminate the existence,
Of this menace.
And all other life threatening,
Diseases.
To do...
Whenever 'IT' pleases!