The Last Bid

Today they stand away,
They who carried melodies of karma
And transformed them into libidoes
Yes, they taught me to heed
Bind fences with it; around
That is done, through, for good

As cascades of wishes fade away
Into the disarray of dillema and dogmas
I take the chance that once left
To bestow enough hatred within me
Feel the sense to kill 'em all
Probably, the last bid of all.