wrestled on its back   the ego showed his face   charged up, recieving   came out knowing   hopeless intrusion   where nothing can be found   strewn, the seeds were wasted   on the innocent in awe      fruitless connection   in the ripeness of his age   drawn and thrust in anger   the dagger once again will fail      it's over   if nothing comes along   it's over for you      so in denial stand where shame is not   and unto others fall   the blame, the guilt,   the others fault   come on now-   scratch and claw with all your strength   take on the wildest bull in the horde   come burn them fingers fast   and take back what they owe   return the safety where there was none...