say it

probably
said it before
long ago
far away
chopping firewood
letting off steam

because

certain idiots
here and there
found it necessary
to take
the low road
trying my hatred

because

sometimes
insecurity
and maybe
issues
of esteem
are hard
to swallow

say it?

can't say it

because

firewood
is better
to split
than
a sack
of shit.

and so

ages pass
find myself
of all places
theology school
driven by visions
as if
ranting
at the pulpit
that i grew up
facing
only to push back
at a generation

who

despite best intentions
could not break
their mold
talking
not listening
to young people
should be seen
not heard
their own
life story
often rehearsing
failures, regrets
sometimes
confusing them with
concern

say it?

can't say it

because

you just can't
reason
with a
barking dog.

and then

certain
baby boomers
facing
too many changes
got to clamp down
one last desperate
white knuckled
choke hold
break these
commie punks

even as

some of them
fall
on the same
sword
they had
warned us
to avoid

say it?

can't say it

because

silence can be
defening

and indifference
far more
chilling
than hatred

and so

time wounds
all heels

karma's
a bitch

bastards
will pay.