Things I Hate

Things I Hate

A Poem by Xanthous Crow

I try to be a patient man
Never intending to judge my fellow men
But at times I cannot help it
The anger and frustration
Bubbles and boils up.
I hate a lot of things;
Ignorance and stupidity, those conjoined twins
That gnaw at the brains of those who were once,
Perhaps,
Reasonable.
Promiscuity, ugliness of deepest black,
As it always paints itself as innocent,
Painted with bruises and bloodied eyes - always the "victim".
I hate politics with a passion,
But grudgingly,
I know they're a necessary evil,
Lest we be no better than savages or animals.
I hate how hard it is to get a job.
I hate how it is okay to be a "f**k up".
I hate how there are double standards,
Directed even to men like me,
Who are considered good-natured.
I despise indecisiveness,
At some point, you've got to stop running and running and running
And face the tiger. Make up your mind,
Please. Or inform me to stop,
Because trying is too painful.
I hate the blind indifference people have towards one another,
All smothered and stifled,
Looking at hazy figures from behind smoke
And mirrors,
Leaving me feeling miniscule -
An ant trying to stop the flood
Of human suffering.
I hate laying awake at night, unable to sleep.
I hate feeling out of place, like I don't belong.
I hate being so disgusted that I don't have an appetite.
I hate how people try to hide behind excuses.
I hate ----
Looking back, it appears that
I hate a lot of things.


© 2013 Xanthous Crow


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Looking back far enough to see, and think, and see some more.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Xanthous Crow

11 Years Ago

Seeing things isn't always a good thing.
Pi Cee

11 Years Ago

I'd agree.
Very good. That's all I can really say. Very good.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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