shut the f**k up
When forum or group threads get out of control, I try my best to stay calm, civil and measured in my responses. Mostly I succeed. But not always. And sometimes I turn to poetry to blow off a little steam. This is one of the results (there are a couple of other examples at the end of the post):
shut the f**k up
© 2019 punkie
shut the f**k up
do you not have a brain
with which you can think?
or did god give you instead
a clogged kitchen sink?
what goes on in your head
(the globe on your neck)
that houses your mind
or should, what the heck?
is it empty up there
where wheels should be turning,
churning out sense and new
lessons you’re learning?
you don’t seem to get
the simplest of things;
i wonder from whence
your ignorance springs
it causes long threads
in which people battle
with comments galore
that are nothing but prattle
so shut the fuck up,
do the world a big favour
let your silence become
a gift we may savour
P.S. It’s probably much better to say it in a poem than to the persons concerned ! #incivility
© 2019 Susan Macaulay . I invite you to share my poetry and posts widely, but please do not reprint, reblog or copy and paste them in their entirety without my permission. Thank you.
note to self: do not argue with people whose purpose is to argue
