Broken bones under flesh fortress
lacking compassion, brass tact,
watching misshapen clouds float by
lives ending every breath they pass.
Dine on colon cancer while
sipping cirrhosis of the liver.
Indulging just to indulge,
dropping bombs, “peace giver”.
Common sense factors in this;
complain about maligned malaise,
bike past full-up Mc Donald’s
those sick and confused sit for days.
People stunned, smoke and speak,
running once a week, not for health-
weakened knees, speckled disease
always giving up when in doubt.
I can’t, I have a mirror to answer to,
how does one explain that?
No need for a child right now,
I already own a cat.