Discipline II (Cross-Examination)
My fear increases . . .
Apprehensive.
Excitability could make me like you.
I worry too much about self-restraint . . .
If I were you what would I do?
Plead your case and call it a mistake
But there's no reason to the evidence.
Should have called an ambulance,
Taken your lumps like a man.
But if I were you what would I do?
That's why I stay to myself.
That's why I cry and ask not for help.
I can't say I'm better, that I'm not diseased like you
But I know me.
I know me well enough to leave it alone.
Parenthood and deity are not dissimilar,
Creator, Teacher, and Comforter.
So how can I be all three at once
When I can't even control the molecules in my body.
I'm tempted to begin the same endeavor,
To right the wrongs of my upbringing through another.
The criminal that was my father lives in me.
The only man in the world I'm afraid of . . .
Is me.
Apprehensive.
Excitability could make me like you.
I worry too much about self-restraint . . .
If I were you what would I do?
Plead your case and call it a mistake
But there's no reason to the evidence.
Should have called an ambulance,
Taken your lumps like a man.
But if I were you what would I do?
That's why I stay to myself.
That's why I cry and ask not for help.
I can't say I'm better, that I'm not diseased like you
But I know me.
I know me well enough to leave it alone.
Parenthood and deity are not dissimilar,
Creator, Teacher, and Comforter.
So how can I be all three at once
When I can't even control the molecules in my body.
I'm tempted to begin the same endeavor,
To right the wrongs of my upbringing through another.
The criminal that was my father lives in me.
The only man in the world I'm afraid of . . .
Is me.
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