PORN.

With the appetites of the body, Man wishes the help from Cupid.

But so many times, like a deer in rut, we become so stupid.

Doing things, we may not want to admit.

Yet, to this urge, we may love to commit.

To envelope and satisfy the thinking of the mind.

Things become routine. New techniques we find.

Many things we desire greatly, are in the circuits of the brain.

When you are done, and satisfied, the urge may remain.

You probably think there is only one form of porn.

There are many other kinds, that deserve our scorn.

Food can be desired as oral lust you may sustain.

To satisfy the sensation of enjoyment in the brain.

Do you listen to your doctor when he says, “Slow down?”

But it feels good, a pleasure you want to keep around.

Too many carbs. And sugar galore.

Your A1C is now at a high score.

Like a king feasting much on his throne.

Carelessly they cast aside another bone.

There’s another type that many thirst to see.

A painful pleasure they watch with glee.

Splattering blood. Slashing flesh. Screams to hear.

Enjoying the gore. Seething on lingering fear.

Loving to see people running into the blade.

Not aware in their souls, they build a charade.

What do they seek? Is it a climax of fright?

Or just an enjoyment of such an evil sight.

Now another form of blood loss, which is a form of porn.

It’s War that tears bodies. This, some commanders so adorn.

Some explode with happiness when the enemy is killed.

They smile with ego. Their basket of pride is now filled.

Now they lust for more, yet they sleep well at night.

Dream fantasies of graves. It’s the enemy’s in sight.

Also, share the victories with fellows. Drink the champagne.

They don’t know in their souls; a large vacuum may remain.

Like the commanders of armies, another seething desire many enroll.

It’s the worst porn of all. The wish and love, of everyone to control.

To feel supreme above all. Manipulate flesh, souls, and all matters.

Experiencing a warm glow. Don’t care whose lives it tatters.

Oh, that feeling! When they sit basking in their chair at night.

Believing they're elite. Thinking greatness and shining so bright.

Smelling the sweetness created in their controlling brain.

"Do as I say now!" Another way of lying is what they train.

Some enjoy the pain of hurting others.

No matter who it destroys or smothers.

What is the foundation of all those desires?

It is selfishness that stokes all of these fires.

Kasey Dann.