Solitary Equation
© 9M2KL 5 December 1997
 
Giveem time guys,
He is just a boy,
Let him forget all the lies,
Its pathetic the methods Pyrotofiev did employ.

And so they left him alone,
A hard time he had gone through,
His mind, skipping like a stone,
Considering if it was true.

Why why why?
History has repeated itself again,
It’s all a lie!
Oh, the pain!

The worse have befallen me,
Can’t believe it,
I’m sure he’s laughing in glee,
He’ll need more than a first aid kit.

Of all the people,
Why him?
Bury’em deep below the mantle,
Where it is nice and dim.

Oh the frustration!
The rage!
Oh the depression,
It grows with age.
 
I'm all alone again,
As I've always been,
My ether existence he has slain,
Regardless that I'm still ateen.

He will be all right wouldn’t he?
We need to change his attitude,
That suggestion is fully supported by me,
The boy is quiet; there goes his amplitude.

How could you do this to me?
She was my one and only!
My love for her was as vast as the sea,
All that has been said, it’s all phoney.

Hes losing it,
Time to intervene,
Hey boy, comeere and sit,
Its time for some stumbeliene.

And so they had a long talk,
Clearing all the pollution,
Soon it turned into a walk,
What a stunning revelation!