Mention Something About Hope At The End

What’s in this wretched soul today?

What else could this dude possibly have left to say?

I see . . .

Well, let it out, good sir,

Continue to spill the beans to me

By all means, take your time

Write a hundred thousand poems about her if need be

You are free to express anything

We’ll sit back and listen to your screams for attention

For us, it is nothing but entertainment

Take your broken heart,

And create art for us to be amused by for a minute or two,

Distract us properly so we don’t have to think about the zoo outside of our window,

Or: the wars that rage

The slow poisoning of everything

The powerful and the elites that pull the strings

The meaninglessness of everything 

The uphill struggle—the constant hustle

And us,

Pawns sitting in our grass lawns, soaking up the sun,

With a good book that makes us smile

With a good line that makes feel like everything will be fine

Feed us an easily digestible distraction so we don’t have a reaction to the corruption

A little darkness, a little light, a little humor,

Sprinkle in some sexual tension,

And mention something about hope at the end,

And holy shit, dude,

You are writing like you are fighting for life again

You are fighting like you are starting a rebellion

Whoa, whoa, slow your roll!

Hit us with what we know

Make it all a grand show

Don’t get too real with it or we won’t know how to deal with it

Don’t put any responsibility onto me!

Just capture every feeling you feel—the good and the sad—

Write it down,

Spout it around town,

Spin it around and take a bow 

Have a drink or three

Spend thousands

Make a few bucks here and there

Hey, be grateful, at least the chicks dig it

At least a few respect it

It’s better to be me than it is to be you, this is true,

But I am grateful this world has a few like you in it—people who can paint it.

So, keep it up, good sir,

Don’t leave a single stone unturned.

Just stop pretending like you do any of this for us,

We all know what’s true.

Take your fake virtue

And shove it up your ass,

You do all of this solely for you. 

That’s okay with us. 

We like it when your honest.

CH 4/18/26