An eye for an eye
leaves the whole world blind.
--Mahatma Ghandi
We spout rage.
Road rage.
Air rage.
Hair triggers
go off at the slightest jostle.
We explode.
bludgeon our wives,
empty a clip
into the beating heart of our disagreements.
Scald our children
shake babies to stop their crying.
On Sundays.
we sip shade-grown coffee,
read the paper.
We tut-tut at the latest body count.