by J.R.
Men believe in governing your physical body.
People try to control you.
They’re sinning with their tongue.
Bleeding as it rolls off their lips.
It is circling around the outer layer of the ear.
For foul-mouthed and vicious as if nails of charcoal dammed the chalkboard with eerie screeching.
Preaching us not biblical but preaching us with diseased hellish terms.
Crying, crying will not be the way to banish anger but by ignoring.
But may I ask how we do not listen to this crude speech?
For this language rips and tears through the soft skin and stabs into the heart from behind.
We insufflate the anger as if we were blood hounds inhaling acrimony terms.
People play with your life, but only to hide their lives.
They are maniacs all of them.
Every last one.
Bade bait to give into subpoena.
Then to jerk away for trepidation of the predator’s fury.
The oppressor will wield a vigorous blow upon.
Even the elder may be bullied by such sharp quotes!
We behold the minds to announce such scrimpy words.
With a Heartless belt mankind will suffer from these annoying preferences.
Crumple by the weight of the holder of speech and sweep maleficent into the heart of the unsullied.
So that we will be blue
So that we will be traumatized.
Lamentation I command a view on bereavement of self-slaughter from this dialect of sullied hatred.
Men believe in governing your physical body.
People try to control you.
They’re sinning with their tongue.
Bleeding as it rolls off their lips.
It is circling around the outer layer of the ear.
For foul-mouthed and vicious as if nails of charcoal dammed the chalkboard with eerie screeching.
Preaching us not biblical but preaching us with diseased hellish terms.
Crying, crying will not be the way to banish anger but by ignoring.
But may I ask how we do not listen to this crude speech?
For this language rips and tears through the soft skin and stabs into the heart from behind.
We insufflate the anger as if we were blood hounds inhaling acrimony terms.
People play with your life, but only to hide their lives.
They are maniacs all of them.
Every last one.
Bade bait to give into subpoena.
Then to jerk away for trepidation of the predator’s fury.
The oppressor will wield a vigorous blow upon.
Even the elder may be bullied by such sharp quotes!
We behold the minds to announce such scrimpy words.
With a Heartless belt mankind will suffer from these annoying preferences.
Crumple by the weight of the holder of speech and sweep maleficent into the heart of the unsullied.
So that we will be blue
So that we will be traumatized.
Lamentation I command a view on bereavement of self-slaughter from this dialect of sullied hatred.
acrylic on canvas board by L. Hanriahan