Gross Irony Acknowledged Poem by Dog goD 8Hate
Gross Irony Acknowledged
I know, it's not you,
it's not me...
who can see?
All this vocation
designated with stealth -
humans enjoying another's wealth.
I know the uncanny
designation's spawning
force...
And I do enjoy my
slight portion:
'HATE! ' with distinction.
Yet that's not mine
either...I have to
wait on his dis-grace
I'd love to spit in his face!
Hate8 - 11/10/07
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4/24/2024 6:52:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
hotxx language. Such force thru brevity & concise wit. Covet thy neighbor's riches - spit in his face! You're unafraid to voice it. The oh-so-unsweet truths, we all keep and are scared shitless to acknowledge... keep on ~ ~ sjg