Inclement

I don't scream anymore

I don't fight anymore

You can't fight City Hall

For it is what we have allowed it to become

Shock treatment and Shock value

Medications to assure we are ok

Co-pays and traffic delays

It's what we are expected to call normalcy

Shadow boxing out of paper bags

The shadows win again and the bag it much too tough

We can fight the fight and seek revenge

For what we seek it makes me cringe

That anger lives around the bend

We can hope and pray and try to pretend

That goodness comes in many forms

Clouds are forming and bringing the storms

We can go to work and pay our bills

Bitch about taxes and cold meals

Yell at our neighbors about barking dogs

The homeless pay no taxes and have nothing

Perspective is my very best friend

Giving me a conscience and ability to comprehend

That next time I complain about a trivial event

Punch me in the throat and show me the door