and i would be happy
just to sit here with you,
watching the grass grow
and growing old,
finding wisdom
in forgetting the future,
finding peace
in just this moment,
finding hope
that it just might last.
Peace
teeth
poetryan anger
and a defensiveness lurks
in these kids which keeps them
striking lashing clashing
leaving white
middle class teachers
asking,
why are they so violent?
why is everything such a big deal?
why can’t they just act like kids?
but these grand inquisitors
can’t/don’t want to see the answer is
pregnant
with disaster bearing a full
set of teeth
sharpened on
history
waiting for one
more hateful
word
to
pull
the
trigger.