Being angry won’t make you sorry,
so I’m done being angry now.
And when you’re sorry, you’ll be sorry,
and I will kill the fattened cow.
When I Lose All Hope In Humanity
When I lose all hope in humanity,
I’m glad I’m not a humanist.
Because then I’d be losing my religion,
and that would be a big decision.
When I lose all hope in humanity,
I feel more human and humanitarian.
Humans are stupid and they’ll prove that it’s true.
But I know who I am and what I’ve got to do.
If a Few More People Volunteered
There are so many people in this world,
and so many choosing to have hope
that if we got ourselves into this mess
then we can get ourselves out of it.
And they want to believe that
there are plenty of ways out of it.
To each his or her own.
All roads lead home.
And I’d be willing to believe that, too,
if a few more people volunteered
to live a spotless life
and then to die to give it away.
Monogamously
To have and to hold,
which means just for me!
I love being married
monogamously.
I Eat Alone
Since you’re not home, I eat alone.
I multi-task (no time to waste!)
and miss out on how my food tastes.
Teach
Do we indoctrinate? Or preach?
Or just empower, guide, and reach?
And do we brainwash when we teach?
If so, then should we end all speech?
To Make You Get Your Story Straight
There is nothing like your very own child to make you get your story straight.
Those questions towards the base of your brain awake when they would rather wait.
The whole world asks these questions, clamoring to make their answers known.
And suddenly you have to answer when they’re asked by one you call your own.