THE DEPRAVED

Indifference will get you
Locked out or locked up
If you don’t watch what
Gets done in your house
Or without it or even if
You do suppose there is
A man who once or more
Was told he is a killer,
Robber, rapist, psycho,
But can’t know for sure
Unless he finds the will
Which is another form
Of feeling that a name
Fits over his small hands
Fit to grasp, grip, grab
What (by many other
Powers would be left
As beneath notice but
In this case) might suffice
To say he has pulled off
Theft, grift, graft, a gift
Lifted like a loose glove,
And then suppose you
Let or even invite this
Pincer-clad pincher in
To where you belong or
Keep belongings or your
Longings are the keys to
Getting in and getting it
On no matter who or what
Doesn’t want to give it
Up to prove him potentate
While in his mind any no
Rises as a hurdle to be
Jumped and thus prove
He can still get it up and
It’s the biggest bulk
Any hunk ever handled,
So, supposing those
Imposing implausibles,
Where would His Nibs,
Mr. Munching Mandibles,
Leave you after pumping
And dumping the place?