Played Out

Are you done yet?
Have you bruised enough glass,
trampled enough splatter shields,
sprayed froth at enough empty
signs and minds?

Are you through?
Have the bloodstained unconscious collective
threats of more blood, more loss
less significant mewlings of a war
that doesn't need exist
cease and desist?

Are you finished?
Will you recognize that satisfaction
of making those pay for their ignorance
with yours won't happen? Can you see what waste
you add to a pile of never ending shit?

Will you ever learn?
That bodies and souls in need of dire repair
outweigh your hate and despair over the
dregs of justice not YOURS to mete out?
Can you ever just fucking apply love?

Are you played out?

Chris Whitenack © 2014