human viciousness,
greedy and petty
and blind, quick
to erupt from the breach
any crack
in the thick callous
skin-deep surface
of our human kind
- which we try so hard
to put forth and share,
so long as the other
will meet us there
if they don't give as good
as they get, we deserve
what we gave, what we want,
the dynamic turns master
to slave
and of course, we revolt
in a rush of red gushing
vision. Release the beast:
cold, brutal and hot,
serve without leash
it was not a decision
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Sunday, December 31, 2023
vice like grip
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