Author: Ian McKenzie

Erasing memories
Is the same as a lie
Ignoring territories
Of your mind’s eye

Drink a potion
Forget your fate
Stirring commotion
Igniting hate

Digest all that is false
Start another fight
Or still

Some people spend all their energy
On workflows and good synergy
Some people focus all their will
To hone themselves and chill

Some people sap all their energy
On

I once met a lovely lass
Though, she was rather crass
She loved to slap my ass
And give other men a pass
She had rather bad gas
But,

I always have in my bag
A lighter for lighting a fag

I always have in my sack
A calorie-heavy snack

And every day I pack
An axe for

I always forget my lunch
I never get the hunch

No thought in my mind
That I left it behind

Not even a clue
As if I never knew…

…that

My skin without marks
So very plain
But there is a hidden one
The Mark of Cain

I speak of altruism, justice and love
I am a civil man
I

I am truly proud
Of lifting my shroud

Of telling lies to others
Of telling lies to myself

Of the people I lift
Through honesty’s gift

When I was a baby, the summer filled with snow
Upon closer look, the truth you would know

Instead of a snow bank, you’d see a

Vacations are terrifying
On planes, all I think about is dying

When I take the train
All I fear is pain

When I’m in the car
I imagine my