Furious

why don't you save your soul?let loose your dogs of warabandon your done capitalburn all your flags andhold ontohold onto nothingand the stones in your stomachbecome a part of the seaand the markthat your footprint leavesin the sandstarts to lightenand finally whisperswhispers "I am gone"don't wait for the last pagedon't wait for your final breathdon't wait for the pendulum to dropit swings so low todaydon't waitdon't wait for nothingand you'll wrap up the tearsof forty thousand gonewho wish they'd acted outwhen they had timeand they had voiceto tempt the furiesthe furies are not goneare you not furious?are you not furious?are you not furious?are you not furious?wait for, wait for what?wait for, wait for what?are you not furious?are you not furious enough?are you not furious?are you not furious?