I will not falter
at the sight of such monsters
for I know what many don't,
or, rather, what they deny.
The monster
is in you.
Don't shun such an ugly face
for it pervades every space
which you occupy
in your everyday life.
You cannot run
nor hide
from how menacing you are.
Besides,
your reasoning is flawed
for it always comes from
a small bubble of
monotony and humdrum.
I think I'd laugh
with the devil by my side
at that annoying glare of yours.
The only thing dirty
about the dirty looks you give me
is how ugly
it really makes you.
Princess,
when will you get a fuckin' grip?
I'm tired of pretending
that I don't notice
how wrong this world is.
YOU ARE READING
the Dawning of Rage (poetry)
PoetryThis is a book of enraged poems. Don't say I didn't warn you! The purpose of this book, essentially, serves as a therapeutic outlet. This is NOT some manifesto, but a place of expression. Feelings of such loathing and hate, I don't believe, should b...
