Sadomasochism — A Poem

Oh, how he loves abusing them

His menagerie of masochists

Knowing they’ll  beg for more.

As he hits them with lies

And makes them lick his sneakers

Knowing how much they enjoy being humiliated and called “stupid”

Watch as his sadistically brainwashed get whipped into a frenzy

As the master smiles

That contorted I-love-torturing-people sneer

This master in the art of inflicting pain

does not clown around with those slaves he holds in bondage

They have no coulrophobia

But they crave his discipline

As he drills into their submissive brains.

Yelling, “I don’t give a shit about you. All I care about is me.”

And they love it

For their brains are cuffed to his genitals.

Oh, how he loves sexually assaulting them by rubbing porn stars in their faces

And teaching their children, “Abusers are good people”

And slaps the smiles off of young pregnant women

And punches the disabled to make the crowd laugh

And this sadist knows the weak of mind are easy prey

Always begging for abuse to be heaped upon them

And as the crowd cries out for more

He listens and smiles and  knows he is giving them pleasure