The uncaring and unempathic
Make me so mad
Thoughtlessly operating
They fire around
Insensitive words
That can prick and sting
Designed to hurt
Dark energy do they bring
It’s all about them
And their world of pain
So bitter and twisted
Verbal punches do they rain
Down on those
Whom have ‘irked’ them so
Unwittingly perhaps
But still they blow
Me me me!
They take precedence
Self-centred to the hilt
So others they condemn
Offloading at the innocent
To numb their misery inside
Makes them feel better
To cause another to cry
I guess they can’t help it
As they’re suffering within
Something is lacking
In them, something grim
So on to any poor soul
Do they their bile project
Thus be mindful of this
And yourself do protect.
Rachel Rhodes 