Someone Pass the Diazinon

The wasps
have houses of paper
seems silly to me

maybe that's why they defend them so
ardently
feverishly
desperately

when I ask them for an explanation
they tell me not to question
and veil answers in their
sweat
tear
blood
cum
shit
stained star spangled rag

And while the workers have been busy
miscarrying justice on the outside
their sixteen year old daughters
are busy smoking crystal
and
miscarrying their second child

the bored queen sits alone
giving birth to the next rx generation
masking the salt of tears with
the taste of a dirty martini
I made

Eighteen year old sons go off to war
to defend the rights of
CBSLockheedWalmartMacDonalds
to make a buck
safely stored in a paper castle
high above my head

Hand to mouth
Father to son
are we so proud of what we are

I'm holding out my hand
someone please pass the diazinon

Quoth the Professor...

During Spanish class this past Thursday we were discussing the Muslim occupation of Spain and its influence on Spanish culture. During the course of this discussion we came to the rise of the Christian Monarchs and the expansion of Catholicism/Christendom at which point my professor states:

"You see, they knew exactly how to handle them. They never had to worry about terrorism. If they didn't convert, they put them to the sword. Simple as that."

So, what do you do with a 637 year old professor, who obviously feels that Islam is a blood thirsty cult that needs to be eradicated from the face of the planet, and feels the need to share this idea with others?... During class time?

Man, I hate this semester.