Vampires

Warning: the thematic persona of this poem may offend some readers? There exists a certain class comprising preying people. Who strive emotionally earnestly endeavour to enlarge personified problems. Using optical illusions to promote increase strife awareness. To stimulate desired sympathy. Dug in staunch chronic sympathy seekers sell a perverse mixture comprising bullshit chickenshit fish boned gut seaweed and fresh horse manure. Neglected apathetically chronic sympathy seekers do indeed ripen copiously unless lanced with indigenous frost flaming fortitude. Being listless emotion leeches sucking compassion chronic sympathy seekers tend to leave sought languid victims drained. Such spiritually void people regularly sinuate schemes to make common misfortune magnified problems larger. Carry poverty with dignity. No pretence no attempt to hide. Look it squarely straight in sickly eye. When faced with vigour adversary will often flinch. Copyright © Terence George Craddock