Teacher of Madness

(Inspired by seeing a blister beetle, Lytta magister, walk across my path)

Teachers of madness
teachers of rage
we need you to lead us
out of this age.

The rivers are dammed
the trees are all cut
the food is a poison
and the world is changing.

On the mountain
in a cave
the God of Destruction laughs
he knows the age of destruction is near.

The best of us sits
in front of a screen
we talk about peace
but everybody knows.

We need a teacher
the Teacher of Madness
the Master of Anger
the Magister of Rage

And we will all go
laughing
smiling
dancing
destroying



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