I watch the sun beat down on a million faces,
On tranquil people,
Leading tranquil lives.
I watch them pour down the streets,
In and out of doorways,
Ebbing and flowing.
I watch them stop and chat about this and that,
About who’s gone where and who’s done what.
I watch them melt into shades of grey.
I watch them drift on and on,
No sense of direction,
No futures, no plans, no grand designs,
Wasting their minds and wasting my time.
I watch them fuck and breed like sex-starved rats,
Copulating through habit,
Begging to be neutered.
I watch them corrupting the very breath of life,
Despoiling the land with their bland non-life.
I watch them and wonder how long will it be,
How long can I wait,
Until my volcanic contempt spews forth,
Engulfing them in a torrent of bile,
Both I and they are cleansed.