"An Issue Inherent" Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

little tissues
under, your shoes
little tissues each full of
hack-n-sac and we each toss
these tissues; at what human cost
just a wrist flicked oh, whatever the heck
just a wrist flicked, and mass infection spread
but we know all of this and do not give; a good
godly smack… What answer would you give
to all your kin, should you be cause for
that "reapers in" … however knowing
you, for the shallow pigs you are
it is indeed that questionable
miracle; that you have not
killed all of your immediate
families yet! Now this is what
is called, complicity to homicide
and you ain't got the cash; to cook
the books… and on and on and on this
rolls… So just what are you each gonna do
about this do-doing you are each do-doing all
over the place? Do you miscreants and retards
even give a schist or shite or whatever? Well I have
that one super "pox" to all you P.O.S.! Every time you
toss… that is a PHUUCK YOU AND ALL OF YOUR RELATIONS!
If all of this earth's human population is this inherently stupid
then not one of you deserve to have any air to breathe…. Oh!
wait a minute… is not this that very thingy… "an issue inherent"?