Parading in front of cameras
and complaining incessantly
about the world’s problems
without offering
any solutions
of your own
is about as dead-end
of a street
as I’ve ever seen tread
The cock crowed thrice
while you bled on the asphalt
Sipping on your gas-lit visions
no magic in that carpet ride
Pissing in your own pot
and whining unfaithfully
about how God let you down
without taking
any actions
of your own
leaves little wonder
over why
prayers rang hollow
The angels came in scores
but you scorned them with your tongue
Drinking of your hemlock potions
no spell cast in that poisoned well
Scott Thomas Outlar is originally from Atlanta, Georgia. He now lives and writes in Frederick, Maryland. His work has been nominated multiple times for both the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net. He guest-edited the Hope Anthology of Poetry from CultureCult Press as well as the 2019-2023 Western Voices editions of Setu Mag. He is the author of seven books, including Songs of a Dissident (2015), Abstract Visions of Light (2018), Of Sand and Sugar (2019), and Evermore (2021 - written with co-author Mihaela Melnic). Selections of his poetry have been translated and published in 14 languages. He has been a weekly contributor at Dissident Voice for the past nine years. More about Outlar's work can be found at 17Numa.com.
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