I Quit
By John Lawless
Just for a moment
every now and then
I tender my resignation,
tell the boss to go to hell.
Revolt….against……everything
righteously skewer everyone,
succumb to the vile distortions
obliterating all beauty.
Just for that moment – sink
into a pit of despair – wallow
in the bile of hopelessness – rage
against the devolution of man.
Just for a moment – I cry
lost tears searching for their pain,
I curse – the scorching, squalid, spit
of lifeless prayers – and pray-ers.
Moments pass as moments do
condemned to move on – to renew
for moments cannot quit- nor can I
as I am in – and of – each moment.
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