Mind Control Poem by Xavier Ordaz

The moment when
All you have been
Is not remembered
And not cared.
When fist are thrown
They won’t be known,
For all is lost from mind control.
Finally comes the patrol,
You try to get them off
Finally they both fall off,
For oft, your mind is under control.
At least you didn’t have to build a hole.
They finally attack,
But you decide to not fight back,
As a matter of fact,
You may need that hole and a casket.
And now you’ve blown your gasket.
Life’s too short to
Sadly just lose it all to mind control.