A special poem about serving you as well as all humans with my words and ideas. |
-Stalking Butler- by Keaton Foster Here I come Like a stalking butler Bringing you what you need Some food for thought A copious amount of ideas A caustic amalgamation of rhetoric All meant to cause you to question Everything you see and know Feeding your ravenous brain At the expense of my own Showing you more Than you wish to see Taking you to the edge Of an ever-darkening abyss Ready to push you over if need be I am certainly not afraid Of the impact of my words But you should definitely be I have always been unconcerned With regard to myself Self-service does not apply This is about serving you And this world that we You and I both call home A prison for our minds Within a prison of our time Impossible to escape Many monumental doors Stand in our way There are no keys Because there are no locks To open any one of them Would take every being alive A unified front against realty Such reality is defined by us You, me, everyone, everything It is the hallmark of our species I show it to you with words Cramming it down your throat Screaming, suffocate or survive Either way, you will be changed I will only stop when the Insatiable appetite of humankind Is without question satisfied When you feel unlike before Then I will have served you As well as served myself Like a stalking butler Bringing you what you need Even if you aren’t asking Fastidiously I work on each detail Without regard for the impact Of this life that I am living There can be nothing less Then the everything both you and I Are undoubtedly meant to share… Stalking Butler Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013 |