13.3k views, 2xBest Poetry Period. A nothing from nowhere cast words to a world wide wind. |
Lot of good people lose their shit every day Doesn’t make ‘em wrong In fact, it’s common to salute them, Cheer them on against things like Tyranny, oppression, gaslighting, shunning Physical and mental abuse In any and all forms — The driving force of many action movies, The rallying cry for a character that broke the cycle of shit The kind that storms and conquers our every day life The bad bosses and horrible co-workers Those red-eyed bullies who tortured us on playgrounds In the places we were left alone, unguarded Victimized until ENOUGH! These people we fight against lack morals, turn tables, Doublespeak, mindspeak, employ dystopian tenets Machiavellianism or just crap learned on the street As thugs with words like chains and brass knuckles They surround, pop open switches, protect turf Like you're some big threat, nothing but a bunny rabbit. I hope you got a little Holy Grail, ass-kicking Terror in you, mad, rocketing hare because … I lost my train of thought. I want to see Monty Python now. I just negated my rant. 9.15.23 I got a lot of stuff I’m gnawing on. Only takes me two to three months to get around to thinking ‘bout stuff that gets me riled and sick to my stomach. |