When I want to express anger,
I get madder than hell

When I want to give love,
how deep is my well

On those times that I covet,
how green I become

And when wrestling with hate,
the result zero-sum

When my face blushes red,
I wear it with pride

Excitement and fury,
then never to hide

These things at my core,
at your risk to defame

Like politics censored
—emotional correctness disclaimed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)