Sometimes outlaws punish the innocent.
We loose temper that for ourselves is meant.
It is a human thing of base instinct.
We lash out to hide that our fine mess stinks.
Yes, it’s easier to punch out than in.
Rage sighs at unsolved original sin.
Ire is ugly…so can we afford it?
Resolutions to change are rewarded.
If bitchy curmudgeons are status quo…
Then there’s nowhere left but Upwards to grow.
L.B.Stowe 