Monday, August 10, 2026

[Poem] Last at Dodgeball

 by Emmit Other

What goes up

Then comes down

Age discrimination

Shame of Cone

Too old to work

To young to retire

And when you die

None will inspire

No good deed goes unpunished.

No good deed goes unpunished.

No good deed goes unpunished.

The worst supernatural trick ever played on me

Wasnt the shovels to the face.

I'm used to the filthy habits of Gods

And other invisible powers

I reciprocate

No its shadows

That make you worry

And taunt you to act

But after a while

You realize

If its false

Silence is your ally

And if it strue

(And this time it likely is)

Silence is still your ally.

Because this time

For once

Its not your fault.