Sorrow Flood Poem by John Sensele

Why do we bother attending funerals
When our minds are somewhere else
To shed crocodile tears with mocking roles?
Much better to frolick in another place.

Why do we pretend to have a conscience
When we're filled with jaundice and malice
To the extent where we feed on offence
To pander to gossip, envy twice or thrice.

Why do we pretend to harbor any love
When our hearts scream to inflict a barrage of damage
As we delude ourselves into believing we float above
Other mortals and park our rage in a dilapidated garage.

Why do we claim to belong to humankind
When we're vampires that aspire to suck blood
As mad blood drives us blind
Such that we drown in a sorrow flood.