The Court Is In Recess Poem by Sonny Rainshine

Did your mom ever say:
“If you can’t say something good
about your neighbor,
Don’t say anything? ”
That way
is not in favor,
today, if I’ve understood.

Doesn’t he get it?
She’s so inane.
What’s the matter with him?
I’m so right;
you’re full of shit.
Remove them
from my sight—they’re a pain.

Wouldn’t it be fine,
(what an idea!)
to hold our judgments
in check awhile.
Not to renege
but just to opine
that our resentments
are the result of fear.

If you can’t say something good….