I pity you
I envy you
Me
I need consistency and throughlines
A floor built from an understanding
Thoughts that rise from it
You
Have no such needs
Desiring rightness and faultlines
Monoliths that you praise
Selecting thoughts from ideologies that
Clash against each other
Though it seems that your philosophy
Would cause discord within you
Your exterior shows no signs of such
Which honestly fills me with jealousy
You
Who can smile through atrocities
Attributing reason and
Granting good faith to them
When a man is shot dead
Your first question is not
About his character
Instead, you check to see if
His exterior is the same as yours
If it is,
Then you mourn him
On behalf of his family
On behalf of life unlived
You desire to create a legacy
One that speaks on his behalf
One that seeks vengeance
If it's not,
Then he had every reason to die
Probably got involved with the
Wrong Crowd
Or maybe just
Fucked Around
and
Found Out
When you see those who
Mourn this man
You spit hate and bile
You gnash and thrash
How anyone could be more important
Than
You
Than
Your Kind
Is something you don't care to find out
So when I ask
Why you mourn some
And not others
Why not silence me
You have every right to shut me up
Why not go and get
Your gun
From the glovebox in your car
And fill my radical mind
Full of lead
Empty every bullet
Just for good measure
Then, when you're put on trial
The judge and jury will understand
Almost all of them look just like you