Rattan Cane

[Todd Kowalski]
Accept this moment
Your spiritual cleansing
As your hair falls to the floor consider this
Your conversion
Your final warning
Recite these words as we clean you of your filth

Are you defying God?
What are you trying to prove?
Spare your family the shame and yourself the sting of a rattan cane
This is the last night you’ll sleep corrupt and naïve
You’ll wake before the sun for your first steps down the path
Your childish dreams are gone
This time must come for everyone
You think you’re one of a kind?
I see your type here all the time
I am patient
I am fair
But I am tired of
You

Your treatment is just
Our conscience remains clear
Let us be judged in the ever after
I look at you
I see nothing but a fool

To help you understand
Your roommate will tell you about his journey to free his soul
While you’re listening take a closer
Look at his arms and his face
The gaping holes if he happens to crack a smile