Stamping On Your Head For All Eternity Poem by Sheldon Carruthers

God knows I am the best psychiatrist within reach of a day all else is rubbish all else is hearsay
I am the best at diagnosing illness it's like staging a play, I am the director they are the malaise
I have no complaints they're compliant the lot on medication perhaps they forgot
neurological suppression is always the best a chemical straight jacket and you're under duress
If you try complaining we will say you're insane increase your dosage damage your brain
we are the law better than God you pray to us now is that understood
no judge and no jury the law is a myth it is time to say goodbye to your freedom, I'll blow you a kiss
Your liberty forsaken your rights all but gone you're dealing with us now it is going to be such fun

You are longing for what was no stigma no pain and all just because you're the complainant in a world gone insane.

We are the power we are the law and who knows the chemical suffering you will have to endure
no matter how much you implore us to stop we will choose to ignore
we are here to help you even though we remove all your rights fighting is futile even if your in the right