The Parents Blew It

The loudest voices
hit all the spots
is what they’ve got.

Scream and whine and yell and point
so loud, like feedback, a knob turned to high
Looking for weakness to annoint
kill them, let all the bullets fly

Voices demanding to be heard
as if the volume was not absurd
voices stealing tranquility
disguised as freedom and safety.

Like baby children they scream
at night and light the sacrificial night
their only concern is their might
their only desire is to be right

And no one told them how else do it
no one showed another way
the parents really, really blew it
There’s simply nothing else to say.

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