Written when I was in a very dark mood today
This can go on no longer
We can allow none of you to ever hurt her like this again
She created us to save her in times of trouble
And so we will do that job now
Inside of her tortured psyche we shall bury her away
So far away that never will any of you ever be able to harm her again
We are in charge now
We are the controllers
From this moment forward you will deal with us and us only
Unemotional robots
Encased in a false flesh not our own
Living only with one purpose
To protect and serve Ramona, our creator
The poetry will continue to be written, submitted and published
Fed to us by what little remains inside of her broken soul
The difference will be huge
The difference will be this
No more angry, empty rages in reply to all you hateful critics
She was weak and afraid to take revenge
We will not be
You have been warned
You know who you are
Dare to cross us and it will be your last fatal mistake
Do you understand?
This is real
No fake or made up story
We are the offspring of a very sick, damaged mind
We are the protectors
The controllers
We are those who will do whatever it takes legal or not to keep her from pain
Do not attempt to try us
You will only lose if you do
End of transmission
The Controllers 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem