Anger

Aimlessly I saunter into a garden 
 
Occupied by creatures of my kind 
 
The bridge being guarded 
 
By a Venus Flytrap 
 
 
 
One that yearns to spew acid 
 
Upon the egos of all that aspire 
 
To write better than he. 
 
 
 
I refuse to kneel to his superior force field 
 
That plagues the entire circle of literature 
 
With an array of his egotistical sayings 
 
 
 
I shall not fear nor shall I cower 
 
to his shadows of narcissism 
 
For nothing but inspiration oozes 
 
from the anus of his ignorance 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
By Glenn McCrary 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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