Does it bother you? Does it make you chafe…
You weren’t able to make me feel unsafe?
None privileged chased when the first chase arose.
The first chasers noted that evil grows.
Always vulnerable, the first fruit picked.
Lazy fat bullies, the easy ones, nicked.
Better to rule over those near the ground.
Consume what they can roll to & around.
With each extinction their bottom draws close.
Last, cannibals eating their own tails…gross.
L.B.Stowe 