I am political.
So, don’t tell me to
stop being political.
I am fucking political.
The world is fucking political.
The word is fucking political.

You stay in your neat fucking
world, behind a sweet fucking
fence and tell me to stop being
political, like I can turn off the air.

Turn on your goddam TV and see
the shit exploding everywhere,
see, open your stultified eyes and
be witness and then be voice.

And stop complaining that my
language is in the gutter–well yes
it is because from the gutter I
can best see the world, watch the
processions of injustice, hear the
voices that must he heard and not
walk behind the fence and grumble
your disgust at who and what I am.

 

4/11/2022