strict and unfeeling
born to be mean
deliver us from the trivial Lord
the exacting and the pristine.
those with all duckies in a row
waiting to stomp on
those who're too slow.
born to wreak havoc in quiet ways
and then bring home medals
for all they have slayed.
beauitifiul earth of blues and greens
I love you so
but I dont love the mean
I hate it when they are given power
to make a misery of all our hours.
God grant the merciful eternal reprieve
God keep the meanies
away from me.
mary angela douglas 20 june 2023
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