I stood in the deep
The dark shadow of the alley
And I watched a woman
Beat a man to death
She screamed indignities
At a man she clearly
Did not know

A monk reverently bows
One last time before his shrine
And I watch an intemperate thug
Shoots at point blank range
Just for a laugh

The woman, the thug
They stare at me
Wondering why I never helped
I was never quite sure
If they meant them
Or their victims

They visit me now
Late at night
Both victim and murderer
And they whisper to me
Join us, join us
And be free

The room is locked
And the walls are soft
Three meals a day
And rec therapy on Tuesday
And no matter the voltage
They won't go away

Join us...