Teach

[Arriedo]

i pace but not in anger or worry
nor excitement or sadness
you’d guess boredom but you’re wrong
i pace to think of new ways of torture
to expand on the proven methods of
breaking souls to the point of ascension
i make those unworthy…worthy of what i teach

so i separate the flesh to the anoint
the soul so the spirit is blessed
then i pace away
No need to wonder I know
the procedures drastic but the result is
wondrous

The pain i cause alleviates the
broken souls caused by broken homes

I open gates within their minds
expand their mental until they can
Connect without thinking
Hear until the world is silent
Know all but still remain retarded
And at the point when they transcend
the pain of mortality
It’s over
they are what they were meant to be
Limitations are non existent
Broken by the persistence of the teacher
So i accept your Thanks and You are welcome.

[arbil_poieo]

Is this what you do in your spare time?

The last line was slightly funny, does that make me morbid?

Seriously, you could do a poem just with the last stanza. It's my favorite part because I found it clever and bold.

[billy]

the last stanza was really good. the run up to it was torturous

[Arriedo]

lol thank you