If it is not treachery, it is torture
I copped it in the past; can I cop it in the future?
Will the fabric of steadfastness eventually rupture
in the relentless tide of a ruthless culture?
I am not strong, but I have strength in duty
Sheer will is a way forward for infinite beauty
In the haze of cruelty, I have the gift of acuity
Is it from inside my hide, or from a dimension wide?
Who shows me the way all through night and day?
I can pinpoint not the source, but gratefully say
This invisible guide, to whom, on my knees, I lay
that in your benevolence, I will never decay
And I walk, and I talk, and I always rock!
Though I am not sexy, I have balls in my jocks
Treachery is the weapon of a spineless man
Torture is the weapon of a tyrant, just because he can
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