It is a long silent corridor
that my mind
walks its length thinking of
ways to retort …
Thinking of answers…
Thinking of replies…
To arrogance and pettiness…
To the whispers of gossip
and
the blatantness of rumors...
...to the spits of vileness
that stick to filthy glass.
And I must admit that in the
silence of that corridor
that runs through the length of
my sanity
that I take as I ponder...
I do admit that there are times
I want to answer with
the muffle of silence.
But gossip and rumors are a
bitch and a whore-
Two Jezebel sisters that need
to be flogged down.
Yet the wisdom of the mind
subdues the
vehemence of the heart.
Instead of silence...
Instead of a brawl and a
battle,
My dominant psyche with the
sharpness
of my tongue finally retorts as
it reaches
the end of the mute corridor:
"Excuse me ma'am, wipe
that Drool and
Crap off your chin and the
remnants of
bullshit off the edges of your
mouth!"
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