Cut the crap

In anger let's cut through the crap
Ready to react, to dare and take the rap
Seethes and festers, comes to head
Opens sore wound that now must be bled
So, doctrine confused, contentious here directed
No time to think or have our thoughts dissected
The onslaught of attack ends in defense
With malice, venomous vicious shower makes no sense
From brain to tongue a torrent of words
Feels like icy dagger twisted deep, it burns, it hurts
Perhaps the subject should have been laid to rest
Instead opening a torturous wound of demons all possessed
From thought, to word, to audience intrigue
A dismal, dirty rotten path critique
Do we really need such poison in the air
That makes us cringe and most despair?
Not here, not now,
not never
Turn off the spout
forever