Blunt Force
They told me to relax and it would be easy.
I tried to let the moment flow.
My vein, they said was small.
My body was a temple after all.
I loved my lovers and my haters,
As I was taught.
If I relax it will be easy,
My thoughts flew.
They went everywhere my mind ever went.
In a meadow and wood,
In a brewery and in my hood.
Please, I begged them, I am but human,
But with blunt force, I was but taught.
Taught to be evil and dark in the day.
Learned to do just what they say.
But I am proud and ambitious,
Living like a bright spot in their dark night.
Evil is good for the bad.
Good is the evil they never had.
poem by John Shea
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