Laughing Spitefully Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Laughing Spitefully



Laughing Spitefully
They've gone and done it, these office fools: first
the chillers worked and we froze, officials started
to complain, and did the air-con gods heed a cry
for rationality? NO, not at all, they got bored with
the crowds clamouring for sanity - and turned up
the heat a full six times from 20 to 26 degrees C

Laughing spitefully & watching humanity suffering
in the heat, taking off winter attire & switching on
fans while wondering whether they could destroy
the air-con gods and then take control of the air-
con themselves and turn to NORMAL and live a
happy life: why do we have to be in hell like this

Why did idiots decree There Shall Be Only One
Temperature for a building where heat changes
all the time & the longitude & latitude determines
how the heat and cold plays out - let us kill the
swarthy air-con gods and be done with their evil
designs for all time!

Wednesday, April 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,evil
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Wednesday 10 April 2019
Living life in Van Wyk Louw Building, alias
Sechaba House, in Vermeulen Street, alias
Madiba Street, in Pretoria, alias Tshwane,
in Transvaal, alias Gauteng, in South
Africa, alias Azania.
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