Poezja

Sitting in ivory tower 
you will watch a tragedy 
of epic nicknames. 
 
In future of reprisals 
there was a culture of hate. 
A solar hit will claim the frenzy. 
 
It was a naked death 
of a stolen whip, at 
high speed game of sex. 
 
A new wrinkle appears 
on the headless body, 
after the wow, oh wow! 
 
Why did you take my 
name for your name? 
After all what is in a name.