We the people
who forsake the souls of those who came before us
know better than to curse in front of grandma dem
in order to form a more perfect family
full of beautiful blemishes and fatal flaws
that merely characterize us as caricatures of ourselves
our dosage of domestic dormancy comes at the hands of those who feed us
be they breadwinners or born losers
for there is no such thing as just an injustice
without the meritorious marvel of our self-defense mechanisms
which we subliminally put in place to shield our egos
from toning it down a notch
shots fired
1 comment:
i like! keep it up. Can you write a poem entitled, "Gnarly"....just a thought. :-)
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