Hidden Monster
Boxy, portable, and full of
viruses
Secret, addictive, and fills the
mind
Closed behind a door, connected
through wires,
And accessible in every home
PORNOGRAPHY
I’m done sugar coating it
I’m through trying to be nice
I’m finished trying to believe it
doesn’t exist
IT DOES!
IT, hurts, you want to know how:
IT, leaves a mother with her
children alone, trying to raise a
family where it’s not complete
IT, creates falsehoods in a girls
mind
thinking the only way to a man’s heart
is to bare it all and nothing
more
IT, leads a man to think his
manhood is
benign to
a web of wires and a homepage
IT, abandons your daughter or son
to a life full of
disappointment and isolation of a
childhood
never to be returned
LEAVE IT!
I am here and I am full of
veins that carry blood to my heart
that will beat only for you,
but you don’t hear the rhythm
I have a mind full of intricate
pathways
that will lead to extraordinary
places,
but will never be explored, by
you
HOWEVER,
You will forget all of that, just to gravitate
toward
A cold, hard, emotionless machine,
only to find
Its modem has never loved you,
let alone,
Known you even exist
CRASH IT!