They gave him a medal

They gave him a medal

They gave him a medal for his ideology
for the bile that laced every word
They gave him a medal for his own theology
and the poison that his vitriol stirred.

Hell

Hell

In Dante’s Inferno, when trying to describe
the houses of Hell’s lamentations 
the torments, the trials, laid quick to ascribe
amidst the curses and blessings of nations

I was only trying

I was only trying

I was only trying to be sensitive, my Mother always said
be mindful of others, offending
but she was good at it, she didn’t hold back
lived a  life she did and if others

They gave him a medal

Nothing Else Matters

The table for two is available now, once the staff clear the mess away
and the children stop their crying
mothers do their best at mothering and controlling the noise
we look on we know they’re trying