Your Coxswain

In the way that all cowards do
You stay loud in your silence,
Guiding the intricate taking apart of a character
With subtle nudges and hints.
Like a coxswain
Commanding the oars of misinformation and cruelty
To slice open wounds with a sleight of word,
You only know harmful behaviour when it’s turned on you.
Oh, what a victim you are.
You bask in your smugness
Abandoning those who were once like brothers
Distancing from them like a bomb about to blast.
I hope they do.
Being targeted for hate
And having the fl...