there are so many unfair things in the world, and I know it's really important that they have their voice and people standing up against them, but I guess I feel unqualified to go on about them in the way that others can do, and do so, so much more powerfully than I ever could, because they speak from positions of authority about the raw mean-ness of life... But I can't do that, as I've been too darned lucky so far, and life has been too kind for me to really credibly get annoyed about anything much... so instead here's my feeble miaow against the half hearted angsty poem that I might have come up with if I had tried to fool myself with something angry.
For far better poems, and an exciting soon to come protest song (which will completely shock me if this stanza makes it to be a part of) head over to the driver's blog - wonderful watercats - here
I’m against the angry poems
a poem that bites and tears and foams
it won’t make nothing better
Like moo’s against wet leather