Anger In Your Voices Poem by Reginald Goodridge

It must be all that idle youth
with testosterone and estrogen booths
exstacy for exscape
excuses for rape
sodomy is chemistry
elaboration of sour dreams

Screaming
begging to be free
of what? Responsibilities
to yourselves and life
abilities to use for right
overtly hurting and painful insight

Damn children
slow down and retreat
be beaten back to your holes
your increasingly small bowls
eat your rice and meat
back to your holes, your beat!