Relative Something

when you write down what you think
in a screaming diatribe
about insanity running rampant
like a hurricane of class 5
and you notice people bristle
like the seeds of a prickly pine
it behooves thee to then ponder
if what happens is a sign
bringing you a simple message
is your logic there contained
to further an agenda
with a bellow so sustained
when a calming incantation
earns the pearl that can spell
greater glory and much brilliance
though it’s sometimes hard to tell
waiting for some little signal
of heads cooler that prevail
to prove to all concerned
the better choice will never fail
unless it’s overshadowed
by a craving with such gleam
driving all of your attention
toward some really fine ice cream