Follow The Guidepost Son (And Be Careful Out There) Poem by Michael Fischer

Cut off my thumbs
Before
I pick up an idea

Cut off my limbs
Before
I get ripped off again

Make me an animal
For your small bleeding ground
For target practice
On my ancestors' graveyard

Cut off my thumbs
Before
I pick up an idea

Cut off my limbs
Before
I get ripped off again

Competition creates
The fine art of cheating
And who am I
To overturn the rules
I can't

You're right
I'm wrong
The mirror will confirm
What you already knew

I'm a scapegoat
Scraped from the dead end road
Notorious
For traffic jams
And your radio shows