Full blown bomb attack,

crashing down upon you,

suddenly shaken, startled and confused,

they’re projecting onto you,

it’s like walking down a dark alley at night,

expecting to get into a fight,

you are cornered by a human with no feelings,

they lie, cheat, and treat us with no respect,

yet we are expected to show them kindness,

let them live in anger, fear, pettiness, repulsive existence,

as long as they don’t disrupt our lives,

but we wary, a piper skips through town,

carrying packets of rum and joy,

they, they, they are not the same,

even when they’re empty.

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