Pandemonia

Hearing repeated cries

Of a torn lost lover

No sympathy for the weak

Watching mischievous little devils

Working their sneaky schemes

The sane must stay silent

For the new world is dead for them

Only the loonies can survive

No escape

No savior

No redemption in this cloud of anguish

Kill me now

Spare my ears

And the piercing annoyance we must endure

Spare my eyes

From seeing little imps dancing in their corruptness

Such entrapment is indeed a fortress which I can’t defeat

Save me or end my life this is my plea.