How do I speak the language of the imbecile?
How do I speak the language of the dolt?
How can I talk with the one who knows but of blows and fists and suggestive movements?
What can I say to the mocker?
What can I tell the one who scorns?
How can the truth shine through the eyes of the intentionally blind?
Where is their fair retribution?
Where is the end of their rope?
When could the other me look at them and laugh at where they have fallen?
wHERE IS THE END OF THEIR INSOLENCE?
When ends their boundless false hope?
Why can't I be the one to force them into the ground where they belong?