Aram Stefanian

Rookie - 176 Points (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

F.O.B. Demons - Poem by Aram Stefanian

We are the careless tour guides frightening you into an echo.
Your mind is our temporary abode, and we drive you plumb loco.
We feed on your inborn phobias and predatory instinct.
You can't get rid of us because we are never extinct.
We are your gullible pals that like to play fast and loose.
We wanna take over power from you and fill your shoes.
We can psych you out and constantly lead you astray.
Whenever you are Mickey finished, you're easy prey.
You voice our ugly thoughts spoiling for a fight.
Without us you're nobody: we are your inner might.
In Hades we stand as your humble servants kindling a flame.
We feel your pain, and our cheeks burn with shame.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 19, 2008

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 19, 2008

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