An entitled white man’s knee,

under an unrestrained

and unpunished badge of law,

Grab a bib,

this is gonna get messy

Freedom is a cymbal crash

It is a saxophone screeching like a siren

in the absence of flashing red and blue lights

cry on your own

Don't cry in the real world

Don't go in the real world

There is no sweetness

in your sweetbread,

kindness was not

on the menu 

There’s I’m going to look the other way because it doesn’t affect me racism.

Pidge was nameless 

when the day began,

the day that was to be his last

Meatless Mondays

for those of us who

don’t want animals to suffer

...every day

Chlorine in my eyes

A wild potato

At the bottom of this bottomless pool

So I got a long vacation

It didn’t come with a dime

The poles along the main road

I no longer climb

Happy Cows?! Humanely Raised Hens?!

Have you been hitting grandpa’s liquor again?

A black stormtrooper 

has got me all stressed

Somebody help me,

I’m being oppressed!

America bursts out of our

elementary school books 

with glorious fanfare, fife and drum,

flag waving in the air,

I don’t want you to look at my words and think you are a terrible person

only to have him dragged away from you almost immediately, as you cry out in protest and despair

I pace in desperation,

my life reduced

to redundant circles

never leading me anywhere

No thoughts, no prayers

For the racist homophobe

Dying by the gun

The look is different,

fashions change with the time

Red is the new white

and hat is the new hood

A few bad apples, they said

Apples laced with poison, apples that kill

A tradition of thanks, centered on death 

Oh, the contrast, the absurdity