Why They Trust You Poem by James McLain

It is not a confession, is it...
when you are beat up by others..!
Ignorance tells me every day that if
it breaks you it makes you stronger..Right..
let out the rear in poo's..golden sprays.
So which way does your smile lay..?
It was that other woman, father, mother,
man who bent it that way.
Does it run around all crazy now in you?
You cut them out of you..
and they cut you back in on it and it tells the shrink...
as it's there buck and it agrees to cuts you worse..
left, turn right, upacross then side ways,
let them check your ally, the lights go out...ok?
Hysterectomies just reward bisecting you...
He, She says it is all your fault, let me check
your smile please I'm the doctor here.
Because if you dont let them twist you into control
issues they wish you would go away...away..away..