This is How Angry I Am

This is How Angry I Am

Tell me one more time to calm down
Tell me once again that I am emotional
One more time.
I will clobber you in dance step
With a cast-off pipe from a bombed out abortion clinic

Tell me one more time to move on
Tell me once again that he won
One more time.
I will join hordes of starving hags and babies
To scratch your useless eyes into smeared gelatin

Send me texts about the unfairly high price tag
Of having transgender people in your military
One more time.
You will be force fed an overdose of Viagra
And your useless heart will eventually stop stirring

Ask me again to welcome the Dakota Access Pipeline
Tell me that only a Christian Church is sacred land
One more time.
We will send you nightmares, terrifying and relentless
And your useless psyche will melt and fall

Send me once again bloodless tracks about illegal aliens
And the plot of radical Muslims to kill us all
One more time.
We will find the trucks loaded with suffocating dreamers
We will give them air, suckle them tenderly, and teach them to read

Tell me one more time that I am naive, a bleeding heart
Send me speeches saying he is good for business, for jobs
One more time.
We will write, march, persuade, scream, cry, vote, resist
And your useless voice will slip under the cold water

You, my brother, have no idea how angry I am

No idea.

— Seraphin Morgan
July 27, 2017

(Image Credit: PBS)