NERO’S PSYCHOLOGIST

NERO’S PSYCHOLOGIST

I don’t have anymore
Time to waste on Nero

He’s a hopeless case
A delusional lunatic
With teen-age boy fans
Wearing ugly red hats
With 3rd grade education levels
Of intelligence & no teeth
Angry because their lives
Amounted to nothing

And somehow
He gets all his rich
Friends to pay for
His sessions, crimes & actions

With threats & hate

Treating him like
A baby who soils
Himself frequently

Taking Actions
Like sad parents
Trying to cover
Up & bury his behavior
Like a pile of dog shit
In the park

Blind fools
Who’ve watched
Too many reality
TV shows & who
Are maladjusted
To what’s sanity

Fucked eternally
In the head & now
Damaged for life

So No.

I don’t have anymore
Time to waste on Nero

There’s no cure
For this case

No redemption
For his crimes

My diagnosis is that
They should chain him
In a dark basement
Without food, water
Or interaction and let
Nature take its course

A professional
And wise decision
For a secure humanity

A secure world

Because on the sofa
All he talks about is
Himself, burning down
Cities & taking revenge

And once?

When asked about
His consequences he
Said ” I AM GOD” and
EVERYTHING belongs
To ME

IT’S MINE!

Laughing about
How he owns everything
& everyone as he slurred & drooled
His words and rambled on
Endlessly about other
Human beings of different
Races & immigrants being
If less value than others

And
As a psychologist
I’ve only seen a case
Like this once before :

In a patient
Named Adolph Hitler

Who had a fetish
For burning things

Like people
Human beings

So I don’t have anymore
Time to waste on Nero

And it’s my prognosis is
That we all get the fuck
Outta this place

Before it’s too late

~ R.M. Engelhardt
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