My model personality
Slams into the side of a bus
Trained to obliterate or hide
He was suspect of the mother
&; father; could move a whole
Madness while banking on good
Relations. At shutter speed
Not a soul notices candor
Becoming manipulation
I contain multitudes
Sanctioning slaughter
The blood pressure swells
With mixed emotions
In an infrastructure’s gutter
We’ve a treaty alliance
To rectify your internal strife