Tuesday, 26 April 2011

NaPoWriMo 26/30

Some men

Some men can’t help fighting.

Who would notice them
if all was peace?
So arguments that are settled
ferment in their souls,
imagined injustices
are fanned into flame
until they strike
when their opponent least expect it.
This is cowardice and can be found
anywhere, most days.
But sometimes,
the targets are so soft and the
cowardice so asinine
you can’t help but notice.
Bombs delivered to football managers
and prominent fans is the latest.
I don’t suppose bomb-makers read poetry
so this is probably howling in the wind
but if your argument
needs cowardice on this scale,
your argument is lost.
Some men can’t help fighting.
Without it,
they don’t exist.

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