This is writing that doesn't fit into any particular category. It's not prose and it's not quite poetry. It's not quite sane but it's something healthy. Not all of us have it figured out. I sure as hell don't. It's a series of locutions on madness and locura.

Friday, October 30, 2009

Self-righteous anger

Every so often, emphasis on often, there presents itself a situation where anger is justified. Where indeed some notable wrong has been done against me or someone to which I am lovingly beholden. It, if it were presented to a hypothetical jury, would almost definitely be approved for a strong reaction. Suffice it to say that an outburst would be "justified".
But there lurks a more tacit and dangerous injustice in this self-righteous anger.
Remember that everyone else is trying to stay above water just like you and sometimes you become their life preserver. It might push you under for a little bit.
But you know how to tread water.

Em - Cmaj - D/E/D - Em4
Em - Cmaj - D/E/D - G maj
Em - Cmaj - D/E/D - F-Em
D7 - G - D7 - Em
Talking myself into an early coffin

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