Sew an itch
beneath the skin
deep enough
and it will begin
to annoy
with gentle pain
and a man
shall go insane

With wheat
and barley
and sugarcane
Liberally he
drowns his brain

The muse of sorrow
dances here
as hearts wallow
in their fear

Destruction like
a domino
shall fell the rest
There they go!

It festers with flavor
Infects with panache
Slowly it steals
all that he has

Mankind always
scratching deep
They sew like fools
and as such they reap