Monday, 8 January 2018

Spit Hood

A poem from 2017

I want to be protected from you
I want a world where evil chokes itself
I want a world where those who would harm others are stopped in their tracks
Where criminals no longer exist because they can’t carry out their crimes
I want them obliterated as soon as the thought crosses their minds
I want a world free from danger
I want a world where the wicked are restrained
I want a world where there is only peace and justice

And here is that world
A world in which I don’t exist
A world untouched by human hand
A world still and quiet
A world in which there are no sounds because there are no ears to hear them
A world effectively desolate
A pre-Eden, incomplete

I want to be protected from myself
I want to breathe
I want to be good
I want to do what I want
I want you to respect me
Oh what a trade off
Free but not free

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