Give Me A Break

Like a creche
of hungry, spoiled
little children cry,
these people are a
broken church
...I sigh!
Of playing church
with such as these,
I'm tired --
I'm just a simple
volunteer,
not hired;
just give me a break,
would you,
...please?
I'm just so tired
of supposed friends
as these:
they nag and cut,
in bloodfeast as
shark-infested waters;
then in shock
they're taken aback,
wondering what's the matter.
I'm simply tired
of imitations;
of people playing games,
and I need a rest
from the vicious press
of their serpent's fangs.

Dallas D'Angelo-Gary 96