Like predators hiding, sneaking then weakening their prey
Waiting for it to be alone; pushing it far away
An out cast easy to hunt with no place, for it, stay
Using its problems as a rope; its policy as secret to reveal
As a taboo-on the screen- to display
A useful strategy to follow
If you want them to fear you
And your orders obey
Their logic is childish that’s why they are boys
…what a boy knows in life, but to play
Sorry for those who doesn’t deserve it;
And those who just, for a while, went astray?
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