I Have Eaten Up Your Soul Poem by Alan Bruce Thompson
I Have Eaten Up Your Soul
I offer you nothing, and I smile,
Because you are trapped here for the while.
I offer you nothing, but demand your soul,
Because you are not even a part of my whole.
I'll take your money and occupy your time,
So tired, you'll drop your idea and take mine.
Your role is to forget yourself, and to serve me,
Forget your ideals, and accept my stupidity.
Saturday, May 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: ideals,soul
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