ONE WAY CONVERSATION
(For Martin)
I’d ask: (in-between you cursing me)
What made you SO angry?
And you’d say: “Look at me!
Don’t you think I’ve got the fucking RIGHT, arsehole!?”
I’d answer: “Yeh, maybe but how long will this anger continue?”
He’d say: “What the fuck has it got to do with you, anyway?”
I’d say: “Were you this aggressive before speed killed your body,
And would you back up this aggression - If you could - by beating
The shit out of me, or are you all mouth and just an oral-bully?”
At this point you would probably completely lose it!
After you had exhausted yourself, drowning in curses
And finally coming to a silent halt, I would continue:
“Your anger is perhaps the ONLY way you have of grieving,
The only way of retrieving power, but in your grieving
You leave wreckage in the form of those that care for you
(Their mouths bound by duty) in the wake of your bile.
In the final analysis:
You have to live with yourself
And those that share your life,
Making your existence comfortable…
Each human being
No matter who are what they are
No matter what their circumstance,
Has a choice…
Even you!”
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