power trips
snares and engulfs
a fool into
a pool of deception
so warm and seductive
that one will not know
that he's actually drowning
in his own debris

a fish in the shoal
does not realise
why it moves
in a direction
it does not know
if the shoal is
just moving for leisure
or pursued by a pike
until it is too late

the angst of you
the sadness of she
the joy of others
the madness of me
creates and destructs
the wheel of evolution