Spite
The centre of almost every plot
is the little prick
the serial rapist angry at his mother
giving up his life to seek the highest office
to spite her long after she died
how the ego puts all the wonders of this world
beneath his boot
because to win anything in spite
is never enough
even four centuries of slavery
cannot pay back the hurt
that first cut or bruise
when all the infant craved
was love, a home where safety
could be felt and parents smiled
with joy, their eyes sending
the message
he is worth more than gold stars
on a school essay,
but young children are snatched
from loving arms to cold corridors to learn
they are trash
so they can rule the world
with spite.
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