Do you scoff at the monkey 

clinging to my back?

And do you think his presence

is strength that I lack?


Ignorance is weakness

and you reek of its stench.

I don’t know your stuggles

And you don’t know my strength.


Pretending to be shocked,

you gawk and stare at me,

with my ever crazy monkey,

while yours tries to succeed.


Or are you the class clown

that needs to laugh and mock, 

at the expense of others,

so amused by my mug shot.


Before you cast your judgments

on your pedestal so high,

let’s take a look at all 

the monkeys that you hide.


Pills, pills, everywhere

from the good ‘ole doc.

That’s how the “better half”

of society like to rock.


And isn’t it a shame…

Curious George has gone wild,

playing in a Google jungle,

with his world wide web of lies.


Weekly drama overdoses,

that glamorize a world of crime,

with your children in the room,

and you call it “Family time”.


And you knew this was coming… 

Over eaters who refuse,

to believe they have a monkey

and ignore their health issues.


Or maybe your monkey

is cute and hard to see…

Like all you shop-a-holics

who get high on QVC.


Have I said enough?

Or should I pick up the pace,

with more evil little games

that monkeys love to play.


Hmmmm….


Worried Winos, Workaholics…

Poker Nights and Prayer Group Gossip,

Steroid Freaks, Casino Junkies,

Candy Crush obsessed monkeys…

Girls night out and Man Caves

are sweet bites that lies crave,

Cheating Hearts, Lying Eyes,

***** Mouths, and Idle Minds,

Jealousy and Vanity, 

Rebellion, Pride, and 

Selfish Me…


This monkey business could destroy

your nice civilized values…

So don’t you dare judge me, 

inside your monkey zoo!