“Situational Intolerance”

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What happened to your spirit
What broke you down so bad
Making you so
Hateful
Resentful
Disrespectful
To everyone around you

Where in your life
Did you lose yourself
That innocence
That kept you laughing
And shrugging off
The little stuff

Because right now
That stick
Up your a$$
Is causing some serious damage
Destruction that is making
This a detrimental situation

And I am tired of this
You constipated
Irritated
Miserable person
With your attitude always
Dailed up to ten
For no damn reason

This stuff you on
Got you doing
Some demented batshittyness
How can you live
With yourself
Being so difficult
What is your problem

After eight hours of your crap
You make me want
To commit myself
Just so I can be alone
In peace
Listening to silence

Your problems
No one can solve this
Even a mathematician

At the top of his class
Threw up his hands
Saying he did not
Want any part you

Unsolvable equation
That was his last statement
As he ran away
Saying lose his number

-Yellowbonewonda

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“Wondering Aimlessly”

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Besides
The obvious
To be
A better person
Than yesterday
And
To listen to
Your heart
Love yourself
Love thy neighbor
Help others
Who need help
What is the purpose
Of this life
Where are the directions
What is the payout
How do we know
We are doing
It right
Which way
Are we suppose
To go
Because
Everything
Is up
In the air
It has to be
Something more
To life
Than this
Craziness
We are moving
Around
Like roaches
Waiting for
The lights
To come on
To scatter
Rising to go
To work
Beat the traffic
Only to
Chase
The dollar bill
Because
That is what
Runs us
Food
Shelter
Fun
Responsibility
And
Oh yeah
Make sure
To pay our masters
What quality of life
Is this
What is beneath
This chaos
I see
People
Like me
Standing
At a crossroad
Confused
And
Debating
What is next
Wondering
If it is better
To take
The road
That is
Already paved
Or
Set off into
Uncharted territory
Finding something
Yet
To be
Discovered
Like
Christopher Columbus
We are
Small specks
Of grains
In this universe
Moving around
Like dust
Funneling
Through the years
We are
Coming and going
Born
Moving fast
Only to
Get older
And
Wither away
Then
Be replaced
By another
Creation
Over and over
Repeating
A vicious cycle
To wonder aimlessly
Hoping
To get it
Right
And
Find out
What is
The end game
To this madness

-Yellowbonewonda

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