You try my patience, sir,

You are pissing me off.

You make no apology,

Such action comes naturally.

I understand completely,

You're an ass.


As am I, sir.


I admit to this freely,

I make no point to conceal

My contempt for society,

And humanity.

Call me a cynic, a doubter,

I enjoy the censure.

Let the crowds laugh.


You too, sir.


But let the audience be warned,

We are not merely actors

On a fiercely lit stage,

We are your captors

For now and evermore.

But we will not harm them…



But you, sir,

For deeds too gruesome to tell

Shall suffer torment eternally,

And burn in your personal hell.