Rose Red Blood

Rose red blood
Dripping from your wounds
Your words as common things
To be tossed about aimlessly
Curious insight into the sublime and the mundane
Total access
Pure naked ambition of ascent
To enjoy a perch from which to witness
The horrors of Babylon
Could you possibly be amused
By the violence and pain
Or does it add to your rancor
Which you claim is tempered by piety and insecurity
There is a devil inside of you
That would cause Satan concern
Staring into your eyes I see the demon
Luring the world with sadness
Only to pounce on an unsuspecting populace
That have fallen in love with the game
We exist as two counterpoint melodies
One piercing and shrieking and shrill
The other dark, soft and somber
Sometimes perhaps we can trade our parts
When we tire of our predicted roles