Blind Rage Following a Tune
Michelle, Age 15, Maple Ridge, BC

Tearing through the smoky pitch
A sea of Pagan worship, the itch
The ultimate test of popularity.

I cry
When angels deserve to die
Unison of bodies, rhythmic
Dancing so horrific.

Like devils in disguise
Itís a violent pornography
Chocking chicks, and sodomy
Dancing so to their demise.

The message so personified
Hailing to the lords of rock
The key to our souls stands in the lock.

Shouting out in tunes of rhyme
Sour as a tangy lime
Yet we are singing
Singing the songs worth memorizing.

A stadium not full of frown
But the screams of malcontent
While rocking out to System of a Down.

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