Fumigation

Fumigation

And the meek shall inherit the Earth he laughed

Those vibrations went thru’ the tree and it shook with mirth

For such tales have long subdued humanity

Despite evidence to the contrary

Why do we persist in faerie tales to mislead?

Sublime human nature’s the only valid creed

Yet the tautology is human nature’s the scoundrel of our breed

In meekness and weakness there’s unhappiness indeed

It attracts the bully, predator and all other cowards

Strength is to resist and never surrender to blaggards

Then there’s the uncouth peasantry, with minds of minnows

Their world’s small, suffocating, familial and flat

So to avoid these diabolical disgusting scoundrels we must leave

It’s impossible to shift mindsets of that psychological cleave

To civilization we move, where quiet minds of thought reside

The clean air which is stupidity’s and boorishness’ insecticide