Semblance of humanity

I have one wish, it's that everyone feels a semblance of humanity

No it won't always be a great feeling,

but it will have elements of the great,

of unimaginable pleasure, almost destructive passion

heart beating, blood boiling, intense.






Agony, torture, defeat, a battle of survival

one in which you overcome hurdles like no other creature.

Emotions race through your system.

you make choices, because eventually that's what is left.

Wrong or Right, Left or Right, when the wrong feels right...

entertain the devil for a little while, court the pain.




Wait for the tingling touch up your arm

respond, feel alive, feel the electric-wait for the amp to connect

for the stage to light up, for the crowds to start screaming,

in total ecstasy the words start flowing,

the chorus to starts belting out their groaning tune.

Feel a sense of magic, As they used to boom
"Let the games, begin!" Shining eyes,


alight on thousands of spectators, all watching you

second guessing your strategies, baiting you,

in childlike awe over your tactics.

Your manoeuvres like a giant cobra, whipping left right

dodging in out, leaving the crowd senseless with anticipation,



breathless, gasping for air and eyes narrowing

on their prize, you winning the fight.

Turn the enemy over and plunge it deep in ...

a rewarding spasm, a little chit chat, a ceremonial bow.

"And the winner is..." the chants begin, your name's



already sung, and you soar right over to the wild side,

where the real human resides and the darkness and the light

fit perfectly, the crowd shout out your name deafeningly

and down goes the shiver along your spine

then you know you're feeling damn fine!