Ant Smith

All poems

Tolerance

People who push You to get on the tube
People who think the sun prints the news
People who eat bad smelling food
People who never lace up their shoes
People who talk with nothing to say
People who say that they hate the gays
People who laugh in a vacuous state
People who worry that they're running late

Let's leave them in the road to die like dogs
Let's see them bake in the midday sun
Let's strip them bare and expose their faults
Let's leave them all alone to abuse themselves

People who claim they have a right to breed
People who boast that they never read
People who steal but say that they save
People who's heads are a torrent of rage
People who cluster like cluster bombs
People who follow, just follow along
People who think you don't belong
People who sing Just Go Back Home

Let's leave them in the road to die like dogs
Let's see them bake in the midday sun
Let's strip them bare and expose their faults
Let's leave them all alone to abuse themselves

People who find that they're cock led
People who augment women's breasts
People who propose aborting the weak
People who oppose the spilling of seed
People who abstain in the eyes of god
People who feel like they're doing good
People who wilfully misunderstood
People who devalue tolerance

Let's leave them in the road to die like dogs
Let's see them bake in the midday sun
Let's strip them bare and expose their faults
Let's leave them all alone to abuse themselves