Saturday, June 16, 2012

Bathroom Monologue: To Hate

To hate from afar is easiest,
swaddled in ignorance
and unchallenged venom. 

It’s hatred at close distances
that reveals how vile the whole business is. 
One son screaming he hopes his mother will die,
one protestor saying a gay soldier burns in Hell,
one pundit telling a foreigner his ideology leads to terror.

One grimace,
one pinkening set of knuckles,
one muzzle flash.
If only all haters
could sit beneath the stairs
as they tossed Saddam over the rails to hang.


  1. Short, sharp, succinct--and you can almost hear the thud at the end.

    Great series, all of these.


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