Dominated by the objective mass   These colorless whores   They offend me with their sass   Gang raped by the Mafia   Their partners are clue less   This whole parting ring   I find tremendously foolish   Lame best describes the expression   I bring to their faces   As do the others whom don't participate in the race   I must admit my presence is out of place   Though my personal aspirations must   Be experienced by the eventual waste   Eyes determine social status   Placing all breathers in a separate category   And even though the disapproved may seem   Compatible but their convictions are mandatory   Lame are these widening viewers   Lame are these cruel skewers   Lame are these mouths that bark   Lame are their ungracious remarks