the young warrior thrust a spear at the master who
brushed it aside with his rosary.
“no good,” he said, “you’re too excited.”
republicans can’t compromise, they
want (so badly) to “do the right
thing and let the chips fall where
they may.” they reject imperfection
(excepting their own) & chips are falling
everywhere.
they’re the adult minority that
knows so much better than the majority
how to do “the right thing, regardless of
cost” while the minds and hearts and
stomachs of so many are
starving.
they’re sure. they see the light.
even if they’re blind to their own
shadows.