Eraser
we've got to learn to forgive
without humility
to clean after the burst
erase what you can
and when the ideals die down
all that has been
all that will be
what could be a chance
becomes a trap
becomes a snare
you have no chance
we've got to learn
to forgive
without humility
to clean after the burst
erase what you can
the meat starts to think
rotting pollutes
the surrounds
the poison reaches
the thought
you have no chance