Here's what I do

What do you do with the mad that you feel
When you’re so angry you could spit
When your skin crawls with rage every day
And everyone seems full of shit

Do you punch a hole straight through the grin
on every oppressor’s big jaws?
Tear open his belly with your teeth
Disembowel him with your bare claws?

It’s great to be able to pour out the hate
When you see that the world has gone wrong
To imagine the evil that you could commit
As you sing this little song:

Just fuck you, you assholes - accomplices too
For stealing my peace every day
I’ll stab you on paper with violent pen
And that’s how I’ll have my say
Your blood would taste better than all of this ink
If I unleashed my internal devil
But poetry serves to express how I feel
When I don’t want to sink to your level.