Poem On: Day 8

Team Rocket

Here we go again: happy thieves
in a world full of masters. No one wants
to prepare for trouble. Always a power
stronger than our type, an accident that melts
away the perfect disguise. Evil isn't
more stylish. Common misconception.
We love a plan and a handful of cash.
A high collar. A good deal: safety,
unity, a cure for lust. Silly word,
surrender. What's surrender but loyalty
to the unstoppable? As we flirt
with the speed of light, all weight
becomes one. Why prepare to fight?
Peace in our time. Give yourself
away.