down and in and crying for more respect
than I deserve or even require. down and
calm and hot for vengeance and justice and
anything else I've got coming. down and
steady and running for cover before the
bullets figure out the scam and come back
for my ass and my blood. down and scoured
and scared for my life for your life for
any life that looks like fear might help.
that's the way of things.
screaming only makes it louder.
there are people with anger there are people
with compassion there are people with grudges
there are people with visions there are
people with crazy eyes there are people
with an angle there are people who love
me there are those who stare back with
nothing but the sickness.
today they come for my life.
tomorrow they will take even more.