Another poke… another pointless sting.
And I will choke……. this nurse.
She keeps digging.
With that needle.
Trying to inject a solution to an unsolvable problem.
*Imagines nurses gasping for air*
Its ok, take that tube from around her neck.
It all gets better after the pinch and burn….
And….. What was the problem again?
Not because you feel sorry me.
Not because you had nothing else better to do.
Not because I am convenient.
But. Because you feel it…
… Just don’t expect me to feel the same.
Little boys, little boys
Won’t eat their vegetables.
Little boys think they can do no wrong.
“Eat ‘em up!” I say.
Or you can’t play….
How long will they wait? How long?
Minutes turn to hours…
…they poked around their plates.
They finished at last! But their friends had all gone….
Tell me, am I more of a sinner than you?
No I’m not. This persecution is through.
Judging others, is what keeps us down.
Can’t pick up stones where there is no ground.