Newborn

They don’t know much better,
but honey, ignorance ain’t bliss.
Your poison words
spew spawn off your lips.

People listen,
absorb your thoughts,
and spread them
like cancer.

Cowardly apologetic.
I don’t want to hear it.
It was just meant to be funny,
I am told.

I move on to take your thoughts,
burn down your houses,
to start over once again.
We don’t need your kind.