Wake Up Call Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Wake Up Call

Rating: 3.1


After being galvanized
Awake both sides my id
Rushing quaking static
In me
Flipping all but my proverbial
Lid
I scattered myself to and fro
Into a patchwork kind of
Quilt
Wired up from a long calm
Now shaken and stirred
A bit
I began my seek and find
Journey
Of a hidden thug who goes
By: 'Nit Wit'
He's part of a Deranged
Cowboy Gang
Who love their transportation
White
Who play musical vehicles
Almost each and every night
Nit hints and taunts with inuendo
Of a seemier side in this land
Of milk and honey
He has absolutely no respect
Or any principles
And would do most anything
For money
Whoremonger-Druggie
Thug-Hit man?
Maybe messed up from
Too much Speed?
Has been employed by
The White rabbit
Hired to do an oft repeat
Bad deed
And so being totally awake
We shake
Advised by our personal
Legal band
That he speaks of killing
In his words
Thank God they have read
Him
And TOTALLY UNDERSTAND!


(About an indiviual and others
Who suffer from: Personality Disorders)

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