Why must a certain few go out of their way
To cause chaos and confusion where agreement was
More good souls will be curious and go astray
Bad men are shadowed so no matter what each does...
Somehow they feel alienated from the community
No matter where they roam, rove, rant, or rave
Everyday society the disease, against...they have immunity
Should we help them or is it us they save
Theoretically all can change and many do progress
But many more follow ill ways to insured doom
So if perchance an echoing call of duress
Might reserve for theirs' a better open room