men write books filled
with pseudo-intellectual proclamations
about the meaning of
this ****** up world we live in,
complete with citations from the bible
and shakespeare and the devil himself.
words drag down pockets until
they are shuffling along the streets
almost unable to move and their pants
are picking up dirt which god created
for the exact purpose of being
swept up by the pant legs of
rapists and murderers and housewives.
bitterness spreads like rabies
foaming from the mouth of pretty girls
who spread their legs for whomever comes along
to whisper words they barely understand
with bad breath and sweaty palms into
their ear.
the pigs sit in line waiting to be slaughtered or
to create the next degrading law that will give them more money.
at least barbecue can bring happiness to people instead of
institutionalized bigotry this great nation is built upon.
meanwhile, the slaves they like to name the "lower class"
work their *** off in this capitilist society
to feed their family and get an education
that these pigs were spoon fed since birth.
a birth given by a mother who was more than likely
sexually assaulted at some point in her life
and cried when she heard it was a boy.
rain still falls on forests that are molested by
energy tycoons who release toxins into
our drinking water and the air we breathe
and the food we eat after it's loaded with more
toxins from the processes that make sure
it doesn't expire until we are all dead and gone.
as long as the white people enjoy their food
everything will be okay, however half of
the world doesn't have access to clean drinking water
and when they fight back we bomb them or
massacre them or use them.
we are taught to ignore these things
that plague the human race and
but how can you ignore when the pictures of
white men who **** and **** and steal
hang up on the walls that
are supposed to protect you?
i am angry. i am bitter. i didn't even get to everything.