don’t tell me to stop
when my heart rate quickens
don’t try to smooth it over
as the crime scene thickens
don’t start worrying
that I’m not as calm as you
when the world is exploding
and the sky is falling through
don’t read to me verses
of calmness and peace
I believe in that too
after evil has ceased
don’t tell me it’s ok
when we both know it’s not
there are better things to do
than think a nice thought
don’t patronize me
as if I am the wrong one
for being angry at evil
and atrocities done
don’t blame me for getting
upset when good men die
it might never make a difference
but at least I’m gonna try.
